I was unpacking the groceries when I picked up a bunch of bananas and saw a long hairy leg poking out. Closer inspection revealed it was a very large Brazilian Wandering Spider, the most venomous in the world, and not something you would want to touch.
It was obviously dazed from being imported in refrigerated conditions, so I carefully placed the bananas back into the carrier bag and tied the handles.
Then I did the sensible thing. I shouted upstairs to my wife, “Just off to the pub, darling. Only one last bag to unpack, if you could do the honours.”