charlotte, is that you?

Photography is not always cushy work. The other day I needed a rock for a shoot I was doing, so I found one in my garden and hauled it into the house. As I placed the massive thing on the table (with very little elegance), I saw a large spider on the top, 10cm from my face. Like most women, I can't stand spiders.. so I screamed, naturally. Then I took a photo. Then I got rid of it. So I hope it wasn't Charlotte.

I felt imaginary spiders crawling on me for about an hour afterwards.