South West England.
Half term (3 weeks ago).
Little DS woke up crying in the morning as I was getting changed, so I threw on the first dress I could find from the top of the "washed-and-dry-but-not-yet-put-away" pile, and ran into his room.
Sorted him out, picked him up into bed, then felt a sharp, stabby pain in my lower arm, near the crease of my elbow.
YELP, ripped the dress off, big black lump falls to the ground, big red mark on my arm.
DH comes running at my yelp, and calmly informs me it's a big spider (I've not put my glasses on yet) and I'll have to rescue it. DH doesn't do spiders
Glasses on, pint mug and a letter, spider gets a flying lesson out of the window. Am still in pants and bra, and now the entire household is out of their rooms and watching me!
Turns out it was a false widow spider, probably got into my dress sleeve when it was on the washing line. I could see both fang marks, and 3 weeks on it has blistered but not fully healed (took strong antihistamines for the first day, to damped down the reaction)
First picture was about 10 mins afterwards, second picture is today, 3 weeks later.