Two spiders in the bath - only one came out alive

Cellar spiders Pholcus phalangioides look fragile, with those long, slender legs, but they are formidable hunters. This is what happened when a house spider climbed down into our bath, to drink from a dripping tap, and became trapped. The cellar spider climbed down after it, snared it with silk, bit and paralysed it, then wrapped up its prey in a silken shroud.

The cellar spider had little difficulty in climbing out, with its prey slung under its body, then spent the rest of the day clinging to the skirting board, guarding its meal from rival spiders.

These lanky, harmless arachnids need warmth and are confined to human dwellings in Britain. In 1958 the eminent arachnologist W.S. Bristowe, in his book The World of Spiders, described how he zig-zagged across England on his motorcycle, requesting to see hotel rooms on the pretext that he might rent them, so that he could check for the presence of Pholcus and map its distribution. He only found it along a narrow corridor in southern England.

Since then this synanthropic spider has moved north – perhaps in furniture removal lorries, because it seems to have a predilection for living behind settees and under tables – and has even reached the Shetland islands.

Ants tending a herd of aphids

 For the second year in succession we have ants nesting in one of the garden waste recycling bins, which happens to be close to a cardoon plant that's hosting numerous small colonies of black bean aphids. These attract the ants because they secrete sweet, energy rich honeydew, the waste product of the sap they siphon from the cardoon. 

The ants caress the aphids with their antennae, which stimulates the aphids to produce droplets of honeydew that the ants drink and carry back to the nest in their distended abdominal segments.

In the image above and in the final image below you can see a feeding ant's swollen abdomen, rendered almost transparent where the pigmented plates of the abdominal segments have been stretched apart.

Juvenile magpie attempting - and failing - to fend for itself

 Magpies have nested successfully again in a hawthorn near the end of our garden and their fledglings, now well grown, have been harassing their parents relentlessly for food. Lately the youngsters have been showing signs of foraging for themselves and this one mistook the squeaky toy belonging to a neighbour's dog for a real dead animal.

The young bird circled its prey cautiously at first, pecked it a few times to check that it was dead, stood on the toy's head and then pecked and tugged it furiously. 

The attack went on for about ten minutes but, apart from pulling out a few threads, the attacker never managed to reach the stuffing of the soft, cuddly carrion 

It probably would have continued until it broke through the outer covering, but then a parent bird arrived and fed it some real edible food.