Uneasy truce.

When I got home this evening I found this chap had taken up residence in my spare room. (S)He is about the length of an AA battery.

I remember hearing a programme on Radio 4 all about spiders and how they are nice clean creatures that eat up nasty, dirty, disease carrying flies. So I'm trying to be cool about my new roomie.

All well and good in theory, but if (s)he starts running there WILL be screaming!