Had a full-on sensory experience on the way home tonight. A wasp flew down the collar of my (not particularly baggy) T-shirt, and stung me on my middle. On the towpath and going at a fair clip (I was inappropriately commuter racing the chap on the fixie in front of me) it prompted some rapid decision making about priorities. I decided that getting the wasp out and not ending up in the canal was more important than catching him up*.
It's still tingling three hours later.
Don't wear baggy t-shirts. If you do, don't tuck them in...
*caught him in the end, though, even after the enforced stop.