Just so you all can keep up on the various inhabitants of my home, this is a picture of the spider who now lives in my bathroom. My finger is included for scale. Yes, I know: I am an artist. The mother won't allow him to be removed as spiders are lucky, apparently. Kate's faith is based on a curious mixture of superstition and prayers. She is currently speaking to God on a regular basis asking for his intervention on behalf of about a dozen people. Exams, people. And interviews and things. Kate has a direct line to God. She lights candles every morning and says: 'Right, this one is for Marie's exams, this is for Sally's exams, this is for Donal's interview, this is for the Oscar's sore eye, this is for my boss to get bumped off while on his holidays...'
I'm kidding! She doesn't pray for that. Prayers don't solve everything.
This is getting dull. I might just push this blog off a cliff.