Writer's Notebook

It was on the seventh day of our honeymoon that the bliss came to an end. I guess it had to come to an end some time. If we argued before the wedding, I suppose it was ridiculous of me to think we'd never do so again. But think it I did. Not for long. My knight in shining armour not only failed me, he deeply injured me in the process.

We'd just been out for a nice long walk, profiting from an unscheduled break in the weather. I went up to our room to get ready for dinner with Simon following close behind. I opened the bathroom cabinet to take out my perfume only to be confronted with a great big hairy spider. It was enourmous and spread its legs out wide to greet me. I let out a scream and raced back into the room calling out to Simon to come and kill it. The next thing I knew there was laughter coming from the bathroom and Simon coming out with the spider between his fingers saying: 'You don't mean to tell me, you're afraid of this little beauty.' Lucky for him my frying pan wasn't close by or he'd have been the one to have a beauty!

Now who'd have thought of me as a knight in shining armour. It was at best a vague concept and never one I'd ever really aspired to. Little did I dream that Morgana might see me in that light. Still, kill a teeny, weeny spider; even I could manage that. My problem was why should I kill it? When the peace was shattered by Morgana's scream, I thought there was something seriously wrong. Then I saw the spider. True, I had heard that girls were supposed to be afraid of spiders, but a grown-up woman...? My shining armour soon revealed a giant crack as I let at a burst of laughter. It all seemed so ridiculous. Needless to say there was a heavy price to pay for that mistake. From knight in shining armour I had suddenly been transformed into public enemy number one. So all you knights in shining armour out there, be warned!