I had to add a moth but didn't want to trap last night, to give the poor things a break after a long run. So I scoured the grass round the spot where I'd placed the light the night before. This Scalloped Oak was still drowsy enough to pose, and I guess that it could be taken to represent British pluck - Hearts of Oak and all that. Good luck guys!
Next, I'm due to make some remarks at Leeds Met today, one of our two ace universities here, so I Googled 'Leeds Met' and 'moth' and to my delight discovered:
Finally, back to the Olympics and a couple of recent pics from the eggboxes which seem to show victory - the two Golden Ys - and disaster - the crashlanded Swallowtail Moth. As Kipling put it: