Yes, it is time to be a detective……. do you have a favourite sleuth? I am on a re-read of the Lord Peter Wimsey series at the moment. A complete anachronism but delightfully written. This follows fast on my Ngaio Marsh phase. However what I need is not some fictional bod to track down who killed Colonel Mustard but someone who can tell me what these little chaps are:
To give you a sense of scale, I would imagine each of these is no more than 1cm long, maybe a tad more, maybe a tad less. They were almost too far away to get a decent record shot but with the joy of Photoshop I salvaged a reasonable picture. Clearly they are some species of Orthoptera – grasshopper, katydid, that sort of thing. They do not appear in any of my books. I have posted the image in all the usual places and drawn a blank. I tried an image search on Google too.
What colour are they? Chocolate brown and blue? Lavender? Violet? My wife says blue so as far as I am concerned that’s the answer. The leggings are white with some rather natty black socks and white boots. They cut a very distinctive dash. But nobody can tell me what they are. I found them at my usual pond so I can’t believe they are rare. Perhaps this is a stage in the life cycle rarely seen. So, if anybody wishes to be a budding Insecta Clouseau, please see if you can beat me to the ID.
Now there are some more images to show from yesterday. Here are two damselflies:
Neither is common. Indeed they probably fall (again) into the widespread and / or abundant category. The idea however is to present them in a decent light, no more, no less.
And as I am showing odonata, here is a dragonfly from yesterday to go with them:
Tomorrow I was going out again but alas the car man cometh. Not Carmen, car man. We traded in our 8-year-old jalopy a few months ago for a brand spanking new one. It scares me. It has lots of screens and buttons, no ignition key, just a press-button starter. I need to read the manual simply to work the aircon. It has gear changers on the steering wheel. I haven’t dared to try to find out how to put a CD or six in yet. It has two handbrakes. Yes…. two. And of course because everything is electronic it can all go wrong just like my laptop. The problem is that the brakes judder when the car stops. It is very disconcerting. And quite worrying. It doesn’t feel safe. I have found a way round it – pumping the brake slightly before I finally pull up – a bit like double de-clutching 50 years ago. Aha! said the car man. I think I know what’s wrong. Its the software. So I can throw away my crank handle and feeler gauges and hope that plugging it in to Google will fix it? Or something like that. Mr. Car Man will arrive at 10.30 tomorrow and check whether his suspicion is right. If so it is only an hour’s job.
I suppose after 2.5 months I should have been expecting it to go wrong. Well it is a Teutonic contraption. Or as the spellchecker insists, a tectonic one. An Audi Q5 to be precise. Rücksprung Durch Technik as we used to say. I knew we should have bought another Japanese car but I suppose it was a good job we didn’t as the locals may have torched it if we had. The Japs aren’t very popular in China right now. Something to so with Treasure Island. Bit odd how all these people go rioting with a Canon or Nikon round their neck. Probably made in China.
And on that controversial note, here endeth the lesson.