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At first I thought it was a rogue hair that had floated away from my scalp in the way that hairs sometimes do, and bother you with that little "tickle" but after a few little "tickles" and a curious feeling of something not quite right, I looked down to see this ridiculously large house-spider literally on my chest.
Now I am not that bothered by spiders normally but I must admit on this occasion to uttering an expletive rhyming with duck and then dancing like a fool in the living room (thankfully I was on my own) in order to jiggle the offending arachnid off. It took ages as the front claw (as pictured above) was tenderly embedded in my duck down gillet.
I can confirm that I DID NOT KILL IT and it now lives outside in the outside utility area.
The nearest and dearest would probably have fainted if the incident had happened to him and he is now in the process of planning to block up the hole where we think the rest of them remain........
One last coincidence is that this article was quite popular on the net the day before my experience took place. Males be warned.....
