Had some spare time to catch up on some gardening, and trim up the lilly pilly hedge down the drive, before old mate across the road assaults it and leaves it fighting for its life....Again!(bless him...means well) Parked the work car at outside the garage, next to the hedge, window open, to hear some tunes. Went to jump in before, and wind up the window, only to be greeted by the following: (keep in mind, the one inhabitating my car is at least the size of a soccer ball...no really, it is) Im not scared of anything(ok 2 things, one of them is spiders). I flatly REFUSE to get in the car, I had the shit under surveillance with the torch, now ive lost him. And Im not playing hide and seek with a 8 legged, furry, ugly critter. Asked the emo kid next door to fetch it. I say its a boys job, he says equal oppurtunity. So now im stuck, because if he doesnt come out, im sure as hell not going in. How does one little eencie weencie spider get someone so shitscared...I cant be the only one?