At my middle seventies, I have not yet trained myself to overcome my phobia of the big house spiders, partly because they can move so fast. Ican however handle the wee fat ones, after some practice, as long as I have my sleeves rrolled up. I hate the idea of them getting under my clothes. My father used to come up in a big swelling if bitten by a spider and that was what put me off of them. I had a real fit of the giggles when reading Chimpyleon's thread. Best laugh I have had in ages.