Part 2 La Cucaracha

As I said, there we were trapped in the bathroom holding the door closed in case yon beastie burst through, when it’s big brother crawled out from behind the shower curtain and onto the door frame, trapping us in with no place to hide. With antenna stretched out like fishing rods tapping the door, we were stuck. If we pulled the door open to run it would drop off and get us and if we stayed in there, what if another one popped out of the loo or something? ‘This is it,’ I said to hubby, ‘time to prove thee sen a man’. Now hubby is one of those men that dislikes to kill anything living, be it a spider, fool that he is, or some other creepy crawly. I pushed his naked form towards the door, ‘Kill it, do something’ I cried. In an instant he whipped off his slipper, Yep, naked and in slippers, and whacked the beastie, stunning it, he hit it again, it fought back, he hit it a third time and it fell in two pieces to the floor’ He grabbed the door and yanked it open, we escaped to find the first one outside the door lying on its back kicking its heels in temper. He ran to the kitchen, one slipper in his hand the other on his foot, and grabbed a bowl out of the cupboard which he placed over the beast. We stood congratulating ourselves on our survival when the bowl began to move. I leapt onto the bed, declaring this was it, we were gonna die, he pushed the bowl into the corner with his naked foot and climbed in beside me where we sat, each one holding one of my crutches, ready, just in case there was a herd of them going to come for revenge. I am so looking forward to tonight …not