We did a lot of work in the garden yesterday: destroying the old compost bin and deploying the new one, shifting the remains of the old shed to the dump, poisoning the ivy again. Sometime during the afternoon, DH turned to me: "Is that one of the beetles that landed on your neck on Tuesday?".
There, on the patio was a slightly squished black beetle, approximately 4cm long.
"Yes", I replied.
"No wonder you screamed!"
Gee. Thanks, Lover. Next time believe me when I say it was a big bug/spider/whatever.