when on a course i built my own aframe shelter woke up in the wee hours for a piddle put my head torch on and the entire ceiling of the shelter was crawling with harvestmen it was a case of switch the light off and fall back asleep...I have also woken up to a 3 slug facial you know there might even be a market for that skin was as smooth as a babies bum when i eventually got all the slime off.....these things dont bother me but put me in a confined space with a wasp and i go medieval its a cross between a fight with the invisible man / going nuts with a baseball bat not caring whats around me until the wasp is dead. To this day i believe my last day on earth will be the day a wasp gets in my car whilst driving.