That will teach me to laugh at the poor man who had a funnel web in his trousers. This morning I felt a foreign body up my leg just after I had put my newly laundered shorts on and flicked a huge arachnid off my thigh. Luckily I was not bitten, it was a huge thing. A local identified the squashed remains as an orb weaver, which can deliver a nasty bite when threatened. I assume sharing a pair of trousers with a human qualifies as a threat.
No more hanging the washing out on the line we have strung between 2 gum trees.