I LOVE spiders, they're especially good on toast. Uuurgh, kidding of course, I've made myself want to throw up!
My worst one was last summer when I felt something tickling my face in bed, snapped the light on and there's a behemoth Shelob fresh out of it's cave, sitting on my pillow - huge, thick and hairy (oi that's rude!), it saw me and scuttled down the back of the bed, I had to move the whole bed to catch it before I could sleep, even then I had trouble.
Also last summer, I got out of the bath, grabbed the towel and started drying off, only to find I had rubbed a huge spider all over me where it had settled in the folds of my towel. Strewth!