I have a touch of claustrophobia, fear of blindness, a great fear of heights because of a massive lemming urge and all wasps are evil and must
Creepy things I don't mind so much as long as there isn't a great abundance of them. Spiders I don't mind at all since I used to keep two
tarantulas, even waking up on the sofa at 8 months pregnant with a wolf spider sitting on my boobs staring me in the face didn't spark a phobia.
My most recent, sickening and stomach churning one now revolves around flies and maggots. Thanks to the move to two weekly refuse collections and the
recent searing heatwave we experienced in the UK, I'm still trying to get over one particular occurrence.
This time of year flies shouldn't present a problem, but this heatwave had just started to subside before the council had taken the bin. It was
still in the back yard. Both me and the little one had been out all afternoon hurriedly planting out some plants and bulbs before the weather took a
turn for the worse that night. Nothing at that point was amiss.
Later that night after it was dark I was preparing a late supper and opened the kitchen window whilst I cooked. It was beginning to get cold again and
the wind was mad.
I don't know exactly what prompted me to look at the window, but I saw these things
creeping up the window trying to get to the hot air.
GODDAMN MAGGOTS! Millions of them. I almost bloody died!
They'd all got out of the firmly closed bin and were making a very adamant beeline for my house. I've no idea what was in that bin, but it
shouldn't have been in there anyway. They were all over the yard, the windows, up the walls and up the backdoor trying to get through any way in they
God I could vomit just thinking about it.