I love spiders.  But yesterday a small spider was crawling
over the keys of my word processor and in attempting to remove
it, I accidentally killed it.  I cried as I saw its small body
motionless on my desk.
  I thought "Am I being silly crying over the death of a
spider?"  But I also thought that I had not taken due care of
my small insect friends.  There are few flies here.  The
spiders' webs are small, and I do not remove them from the top
of the windows. Most of them are outside.
  A minute after I had cried over the death of the small
spider, I went into my bathroom and to my delight there was a
large spider (which I call a Daddy-long-legs).  But it is
probably a common "House Spider" - Tegenaria gigantea) - and
the larger form is the female.  I thought this spider had been
sent to console me.  When I had a bath I put it on the window
sill and it crawled outdoors but today it has returned and is
resting undisturbed in the empty bath.
 
 

On another day I found a much smaller spider in my bath and photographed it ; afterwards it  crawled on to a plant.