Jack called them spiders because they had eight legs and scuttled. Ianto was of the opinion that they were more like mobile tennis balls with teeth. So he was on a mission, a one-man crusade to rid Cardiff of the alien menace, and he’d found the perfect weapon for the job.
Stalking through the pre-dawn mist of Bute Park, he spun around at the sound of scuttling legs and swung his hockey stick. It made a very satisfying thwack as it struck the vicious little bugger, flattening it. Score! That one would never again take a bite out of anyone!