Hard work

It's just after eight in the morning, and the Minx and I are out for a walk before work. The frost has highlighted these spiders' webs on this black metal fence. And once we see one, suddenly we can see there are loads of them.

But it's only the work of three or four spiders. We can see how they have each moved from the bushes to the fence, built a web, gone back, moved along, built another one. It's tiring just looking at it. And amazing.

Reading: 'Jews Don't Count' by David Baddiel