Folk may have wondered why I might have come across as a bit fanatical in my desire to ward off ticks, but my recent tick experience in ways scared me because I have in recent years had a particularly bad experience with a spider bite.
What spider, I don't know as I obliterated it in my bid to stop the pain the bite imparted but I remember it was a pea sized pretty hard bodied thing felt through the fabric of my jeans, of which is how it came to bite me. To leave me with a case of ever expanding antibiotic resistant necrotising fasciitis that in eventually required the use of an medicinal silver compound and zinc oxide to bring under control of which was useful as surgery was being discussed as a potential last resort. Gone now I have an inch diameter circular scar of flesh that won't resolve to remind me.
Where I was in the world for this to happen was dear old Devon, in fact in my bedroom, to now as I did in the tropics, shake and bang out all my clothing before donning, and the spider, it was suggested it might have been one of the Steatoda varieties
And though the Steatoda, a native of Madeira it is said has been here since the 19th century, there are perhaps as a result of the warming climes and shifting weather patterns; other beasties that pack a powerful punch even vector borne diseases moving in that we need to be aware of to guard against....