Conkers? Do conkers get rid of spiders? Really? I really hope it’s true what they say about conkers and spiders.
I never knew. How did I never know such an important nugget of information? The response was that I must know, everyone knows. I can assure you that I didn’t. If I did, my main mission in life from mid-September would be to cram as many conkers into my house as humanly possible.
As you have probably guessed, I’m not the biggest fan of spiders. I am better than I used to be. Growing up, any spiders bigger than those tiny money spiders would be enough to send me running (and screaming) in the opposite direction.
Our current house is situated behind a large stretch of woodland and I quickly realised when we moved in that I was going to have to get over my fear as those little 8 legged demons are forever wandering in and making themselves at home. So when I spotted one, I would take a deep breath and tell myself that it was only small, up on the ceiling so out of the way or some other thing that would distract me. It worked. If a reasonably sized spider was quietly minding its own business, it was all good.
But. It so those large menacing looking ones that move at the speed of light that bother me. The ones that appear all of a sudden or sit in the bath or sink just waiting to scare the life out of you. I am not a fan of those.
So imagine my joy when just as I am going to bed the other night, my darling husband tells me that earlier a large spider had launched itself onto his face from above. In the exact same place as I sleep.
Trying not to be hysterical, I then forced my husband to move every piece of furniture in the entire room and I was not happy until every nook and cranny had been searched. No sign. That worried me even more because I knew and still know that it is here somewhere just waiting. I haven’t seen it yet but it has made a few starring appearances in various rooms in the house. At least I hope it is the same one or maybe there are more than one of them.
It makes me shudder just to think about it.
I am an adult and I am trying not to dwell on it. It is that time of year though when all of the spiders suddenly seem to decide to pop in and say hello. If they aren’t inside, they are hanging outside every window just watching and waiting. Apparently, according to Dr. Google, it is the mating season and so the males venture into the house in search of females. And trust me when I tell you that if you are not a fan of spiders, do not research this as there are endless photos of huge spiders. Urgh.
But back to the conkers. So the news that these shiny nuggets of autumnal joy might be the thing I have been looking for all my life came as a welcome relief. The single specimen we had so far picked up is now sitting next to my bed, just in case.
I also insisted that my daughter and I go conker hunting this morning and we have brought home a nice little stash which I am going to deposit around the house. There will be no conker games or crafts in this house I’m afraid.
I know you are going to tell me that it is a myth and an old wives tale and that as spiders will happily live in a horse chestnut tree, it is highly unlikely that they really are a deterrent. I did search Google on such matters and it seems opinion is divided. On a positive note, it does seem that conkers are a good natural moth repellant.
In the meantime, Mr Big (as he shall now be known) hasn’t yet appeared but I bet he is having a right laugh at the idiot woman putting conkers in every doorway of the house.