Fright night.

I had a nasty fright last night, which doesn't  really come close to how bad it  was. I was fast asleep when I woke up with a start and felt something crawling on my hair. I screamed, jumped out of bed and nearly gave myself & J a heart attack. I put the light on and searched the bedroom for the culprit but couldn't find anything. I didn't turn the light off for ages just in case and eventually went back to a fitful sleep.  After J had left to meet the boys at Llandow I went to make the bed, and what did I find, yes the culprit was on the floor just under the duvet. I'm not sure if that made me feel better or worse because on the  one hand it proved J wrong because he said I had imagined it, but on the other hand I had shared my bed with a spider. It makes my skin crawl to think about it. I texted J to tell him the story, and he recalled the tale to the boy's and they of course found it very funny. 
I phoned the library this morning as I was on my last book, and they choose five more books for me to collect this afternoon. I was at first a bit dubious about someone else picking books for me but I have to say they did a great job, and the new ones look just as  good.