There I was yesterday evening,sat in one of our armchairs reading the paper.Next thing I know I reach across to pick something up off the nearby table and glance down.There on the arm of the chair,making it's way onto my arm,was a FREAKING SPIDER!!
It wasn't a little tiny thing either.Huge house spider walking onto my arm!!!! To say I freaked was an understatement.I leapt up off the chair sending the paper and tv remote flying,flung my arm around,screamed "GET IT OFF ME!!!!" over and over and started to have a panic attack,shaking something terrible.
I hate spiders.Quite content to watch them on tv,but as soon as I'm in the same room as one.....Oooooh no.
Eventually mum and I realised it wasn't on me anymore and proceeded to look in the chair,fly swat at the ready.Well she did.I was bent double trying to breathe.Trouble is I saw it on the floor but couldn't catch my breath enough to tell her so had to point.By the time she figured what I was saying it had scuttled off somewhere.Now we can't find it and I will NOT sit in the chair again.
Oh what an eventful evening. 
A very rattled,and still slightly shaking,Sarah. xxxx
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But I did manage to pick one of these out the bath the other day. (Lousy pictures. But it'll be what you had.) It kept running off my hand and it took a lot of courage to dive back in and try again. But I managed.
And the good news: yours would have been a male looking for a mate - so he'll be long gone by now, and, if he's really unlucky, he'll have been eaten by a female. *gulp*
Clemontine