Some Things Just Shouldn’t Be Published
Great. But you want to hear the worst thing about this story of workers at a Scottish cooperage that had to deal with dirty, ugly, poisonous, scary, deadly spiders in barrels? It's this:
"Sub-contractors at the plant unload old wine
barrels which are shipped across the Atlantic and used to store whisky,
giving it colour and flavour. Five
spiders were found in the space of a week in containers from California
and two were identified by experts as black widows, which have a
distinctive red hour-glass mark on the lower abdomen.
They came from California! That's where I live.
Without tooting my own horn too much, I'm consider myself a pretty fearless guy. Hell, I was married twice and I still believe in love. But Spiders?? I don't do spiders. In the first place, they have eight legs. That's wrong by any measurement. They bite. They lurk in corners. They drop from ceilings Some sport hair on their backs and legs. I don't like spiders and now I learn they like to live in wine barrels. Worse, they like to live in barrels that had wine in them. Double worse, they live in barrels meant for scotch.
Now, of course I won't be swearing off California wine or Scotch any time soon despite this horrifying revelation. The stuff is just too good. But now I am forced to look closely at the wine in my glass and the scotch in my tumbler before I start sipping. After all: Spiders!!