It's September 2008 and something is lurking on the drab exterior
of a derelict city centre office…something very large and something that has
eight legs. It has appeared overnight to startle early morning commuters
already battling with high winds and lashing rain. Emerging from the train
station below they can only gasp at the sight above their heads and in seconds
mobile phones and cameras are clicking, people are talking, local radio and TV
reporters are hovering about. On first glance the object appears to be some
sort of Victorian era machine made of metal with the appearance of a spider;
sat on the side of the office block it seems to have no purpose and puzzles
onlookers.
