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Driving down to Birling Gap last weekend I got a hitchhiker.

Somewhere around East Grinstead I saw something green on my wing mirror. "Just another lacewing," I thought, "Food for the spider that lives in there..."

But it wasn't one. The long antennae were a giveaway, curling the slipstream as I slid around another roundabout. My passenger was a cricket, and even though it was still a wingless nymph, it was a pretty big one. Not as big as the cave weta I saw in New Zealand, but still, big enough.


Birling Gap, Sussex
September 2009


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Sep. 10th, 2009 10:12 am (UTC)
I found one of these creatures on the bookshelves by the bed a couple of weekends ago. How it got into the first floor of the house, and wound up on the furthest side of the room from the window, strains the imagination somewhat. (I trapped it in a couple of paper towels and put it back out of the window, in case you were wondering.)
Sep. 10th, 2009 06:18 pm (UTC)
There was one in miramon's small loo last time I was there.
A little spider wandered up to it. The nymph wriggled it's eyebrows at the spider and the spider decided that discretion was the better part of valor and wandered off is search of easier prey.

Well, it amused me in the small hours of the morning after rather a lot of booze!

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