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While we are all undoubtedly somewhat used to seeing the odd spider every so often or finding ourselves victim of early morning web-face, it isn’t too often that we see a hundred or so spiders at the very same time in the very same place. Being slightly short-sighted, I originally thought the yellowish blob was just a leftover case of bad pigeon dinner. Upon closer examination however, I soon learnt the truth of the matter: Spiders. Lots of them.

Araneus Diadematus

Being the nice kind of guy that I am, I adopted them all as my own and went about giving them their names. My favourite is without doubt the imaginatively named Spider Thirteen. He’s the one on the left.I sat and watched them as they took their first steps, started to slowly and cautiously explore their surroundings and began to marvel at the world they had been born in to. There was so much to teach them and so little time to learn.

Of course, we live in a universe that works on survival and predation. Everything strives to survive and everything needs to kill something else just to do it. It is most often the case that the young make the easiest victims and so I sat and watched as other spiders popped in, picked off one of the youngsters and popped right out again. Poor Spider Thirty-two. He was literally born to be lunch.

It's a spider-eat-spider world