As I am sure long-time visitors to this blog will be aware, for over 40 years
I've been listening to and thoroughly enjoying the works of Depeche Mode. During that that time, their line up has
been more stable than any other band of similar longevity that I can
think of. Vince Clarke left very early on, Alan Wilder replaced him for 13
years and from then on the band has been the three ever-present core of Dave
Gahan, Martin Gore and Andy Fletcher. They've had a consistent touring members
Christian Eigner on drums since 1997 and Peter Gordeno on keyboards since
1998. Today, far too young, Andy Fletcher (60) died. Andy was pivotal to the
success of the band: not as a songwriter, not as the voice or the face of the
band, but he certainly was the glue and the heart of the band keeping things
together through inevitable rough patches. Whilst I sincerely hope that this
is not the end for Depeche Mode, it will be in many respects.
It was even longer ago that I heard and liked Yes, albeit thanks to my Dad
playing them incessantly. I've not listened to them regularly over that time or kept pace
with everything they've released, and their line up is far from stable or
consistent. But one of their most persistent members was drummer Alan White -
ever-present from 1972. Alan (72) also died today.
Here's a few suitably sombre looking moths from the garden last night ....
So as some may have picked up from posts on Twitter and Facebook, or my
comment on the last post, my planned surgery did not happen. Which was bloody
frustrating to say the least, and left me feeling a bit bewildered after
having got myself psyched up and ready. I'd spent a couple of hours in the
surgery pre-prep area being checked, interrogated and having had a chat with
the surgeon - during which he helpfully told me that my pre-op scans had shown
that the x3 growths had indeed grown a bit more during the c4wks since the
last scans. The op is very high risk, mainly due to excess bleeding, sepsis,
possible damage caused by the surgery etc, so they absolutely know I will be
in ICU for a couple of days. The op is also a long procedure, at least 8hrs.
So to go ahead, the team of surgeons/consultants involved (there are four
completing various parts of the surgery within their area of specialism) all
need to be available, the theatre needs to be triple-booked for the longer
time, and there needs to be a confirmed ICU bed available. They can plan the
surgeons and theatre, ICU is completely down to chance and given that the
hospital has the only A&E department in Leics. then it is always likely to
be busy. So I was left thinking the worst - what if the next date is another
six or seven week wait, will that be too late to have the best chance of
success ....
Once I'd had something to eat and drink, and pottered in the garden sunshine,
I pulled myself together enough to nip out for a brief walk at Croft Hill.
Whilst out I remembered that I had a ticket to see Gary Numan that I'd
obviously expected to miss and had not been able to pass on. So when I got
home I decided to sort myself out, get the moth trap set and bugger off for a
beer and some noise. A great gig, and complete contrast to the more sedate and
intricate Divine Comedy gig I'd been to the previous weekend.
Anyway, I got a call from the hospital yesterday and have a new date - 15th
June. Not as soon as I'd like but at least not as far off as I feared. I'm
back to how I was before this debacle and just focussing on the now, including
getting back to work after a week out.
The moth trap on Thursday night was fairly busy, but best of the bunch was a
not particularly spectacular looking pug ....
Angle-barred Pug (f. fraxinata = Ash Pug)
I nearly overlooked this in the early morning light, but noticed the straight
costa, narrow long-winged look and that the weak markings were a bit too
uniform to be due to wear. Of course in decent light and with a fully awake
mind it's obvious what it is - though I wonder if I've overlooked it in the
past. A first for the garden and the first I've seen in VC55, having only seen
it previously in Devon.
A few others from the trap ...
Oak Hook-tip
Lime Hawk-moth
Flame Carpet
I pointed the camera at a couple of bits up at Croft Hill too. Back on 12th
May whilst unsuccessfully dangling lures I found a handful of first instar
larvae on small Aspen saplings. I was sure they were Puss Moth, but had no
camera and wasn't going to take a couple to rear knowing I'd be away for a
while. So I had another look and very quickly found another handful on the
same area of Aspen saplings (there are loads), now in what I think is early
third instar. This seems very early, but would mean the eggs were laid in late
April and over the last five years at least we've been seeing Puss Moth adults to
light from c20th April, so a clear shift in phenology.
There were plenty of Cantharids knocking about too, though only Cantharis
rustica got snapped ....
The garden trap last night was not so busy, but the diversity is still picking
up.
Rustic Shoulder-knot - a particularly dark individual
Brown Rustic
Poplar Grey
Given the move in surgery date, I'll also be able to go and see The
Wonder Stuff in June - but I'll still be missing the Isle of Wight Festival.
Today we said farewell to Adrian at a very calm and celebratory ceremony, with wall to wall
sunshine outside and a strong attendance. It was good to see a few faces for the first time in a long
while thanks to Covid etc, but clearly not in the circumstances we wanted to
be meeting.
That should have been the toughest part of the week, but it isn't.
I'm not going to lie, whilst I've been putting on a brave face and fronting
things for a while now I'm pretty apprehensive about what's coming.
My life has been a rollercoaster since early 2019 when I was suddenly very ill
indeed, got diagnosed with rectal cancer and since then I've had three separate operations, two different lots of radiotherapy and two lots of chemo. The last surgery in October 2020 was radical and
life-changing - I've not spelled it out before but I'm sure some realise that
I have a permanent colostomy with absolutely zero chance of reversal. You'd
think by now I'd be over it, but it seems that all of the treatment and
surgery so far is not quite enough. My cancer is starting to come back - right
in the place where it would have been before having body-parts removed.
Thankfully for now at least, there is no sign of any spread; whilst it is a
pretty resilient cancer it doesn't seem to be malicious enough to try and
finish me off. Not just yet at least. So I have another shot at getting rid of
it for good, but this time I am facing even more major radical surgery and at
the end of it I'll be pretty empty below my navel - no bladder or prostate,
but helpfully I'll have another bag to balance me out ....
I've come through surgery and just about got back to as near a normal life as
possible. I've not been as constrained as I may have been, and I've been able
to enjoy stuff like festivals, gigs, West End shows, football matches home, away and abroad, beers and curry and -
not least - getting out and about to enjoy nature when time and weather allow. I know I will
do all that again, even though it will be tough again, but that doesn't clear
the nagging doubt in the back of my mind about what if this doesn't work.
I'm
not planning on going anywhere any time soon though, and certainly will not be
going without kicking and screaming. But you can expect this blog to be quiet for a while. I go for surgery on Thursday and am
likely to be in the hospital for a couple of weeks, and then I am back at the
start of the long road to recovery again. Whilst I'll be trying to get back
connected to the world asap, I doubt I'll have anything to post for a while.
But of course as soon as I can, the garden light and pheromone traps will be
out again so you never know.
For now I'll share this one, a beetle that has few VC55 records and was a
complete surprise in my garden pheromone trap this afternoon (with FOR lure
deployed hoping for Red-tipped Clearwing). This is Triplax russica -
new for me, and perhaps just the fifth or sixth for VC55 (four reliable records, a possible fifth, last in 2005).
Excuse the moth scales that it has picked up whilst having a jolly time in the
pheromone trap.
Yesterday I had to get my car in to the dealership for service and MOT,
meaning I had a couple of hours to fill. There is only so much Morrison's
coffee and table space you can take, so around a couple of calls and various
e-mails I headed off for a walk. For context, here's a map showing the south
side of the City ....
The cyan dot is the King Power stadium, yellow dot is the Leicester Tigers
stadium, green dot is Leicester Railway station and the red dot is the Toyota
dealership. So I opted to have a squint around the green space around the white
dot, which happens to be
Welford Road Cemetery.
I have never been there, though I was vaguely aware that it was perhaps a
little 'wilder' than your typical inner-city municipal cemetery. I was also
aware that a distant relative of mine, John Fergus Skevington (my Great Great
Great Grandfather no less) was buried here though I had no idea whereabouts.
I was quite surprised at how much it has been allowed to grow, with many of
the graves in the more open parts on the north side almost secondary to the
meadow-like flowers. Even the more regimented plots were allowed to overgrow
with wildflowers. It was also a lot bigger than I realised, and surprisingly
peaceful despite the adjacent busy road and railway line, perhaps helped by
the wind blowing through the leaves. But I was only there for a quick walk;
with proper time and a bit of forward planning rather than a spur of the
moment visit it would be good to have a proper look around. Of course then I
may actually find the grave; there is a visitor centre that has all of the
plots catalogued but as I found it is only open on Fridays and weekends.
I left the MOL lure out in the garden on Sunday, which brought in another
couple of Pammene sp. but again these looked to be Pammene suspectana -
not a sniff of anything different so will not be hanging that one out here
again, at least not this year.
The hindwings for both looked exactly as
expected. I managed to get one sufficiently knocked out to manipulate it
and check, but the other would not play ball and I ended up overdoing it, so at
that point it was easier to pin it to check ....
So whilst I'd see enough to assure myself they were both P. suspectana, one
flew off and the other was no more so I made the snap decision to attempt my
first moth gen det of anything smaller than an Oligia sp. I knew what I was
looking for (presence of spines on sacculus for P. suspectana vs absent in P.
albuginana). I managed to tease the bits out with a lot less fuss than I had
expected, and managed to just about manipulate them enough to show the
necessary feature ....
But I have to say that trying to get the valvae flat and spread in the classic
position as you
see in the dissection websites
etc was a step too far for me. For now anyway. I'm not as dextrous as I'd like
to be and my eyesight is somewhere between 'needing reading glasses all of the
time' and 'absolutely you should be wearing varifocal glasses all of the
time', so moving from microscope to normal vision is becoming a pain. I'll get
some proper optical aids at some point, it's not a priority right now though.
Another moth that I was intending to photograph and check properly was a
presumed Spruce Carpet. I've always thought that Spruce and Grey Pine Carpets
were relatively straightforward to separate, but there is a school of thought
that many of the external characters are not sufficiently reliable, and they
can't be separated on genitalia either. But, antennal structure of males is
different (see here). I still expect that if it looks like Spruce or Grey Pine then it will be,
but it doesn't hurt to check one or two from various sites. The last one I had
was female so no point looking. This one was a bit worn and knackered and
- typically - threw a seven whilst waiting to be photographed. Still, it made
checking the antennal character easier, showing the shortly serrate antennae
of Spruce Carpet. I was also re-assured that the feature is discernible
with a x10 hand lens and a decent macro camera - but manipulating the moth to
check that would not be. I reckon the easiest thing is to tweak off one of the
antennae of a live moth so it can carry on it's way whilst still being confirmed.
Anyway, here is the forewing and an antenna through both the TG-6 and
microscope.
This one from last night has not been checked (not much point as I separated a
few from last year) ....
Grey/Dark Dagger
.... and this one from Saturday night didn't need checking.
Back to yesterday: after leaving Burbage Wood I headed along the motorway
north straight to Swithland Wood southern car park. If I was going to have any
luck with pheromone lures for oak spp. this was as good a place as any.
Immediately as I got out of the car I noted the masses of Great Wood-rush and
had a quick nosey. Within a meter of starting I found the mine I was looking
for ....
Elachista regificella
There is so much of the stuff here that I imagine sweeping at the right time
would easily yield adults, rather than trying to rear through.
I headed into the wood to the big slate mound and biggest quarry in the
middle, and deployed the pheromone trap in anticipation. Whilst waiting, I
noted masses of Adela reaumurella dancing around the oaks, all too flightly
and quick to grab a snap. I also thought I'd look at some more leaves and add
a couple of Eriocraniidae to the list for the day. Dyseriocrania subpurpurella
was decidedly easy, and especially so compared to the earlier effort on hazel!
Birch mines were not quite so easy to fine, but I found a few. Eriocrania
sangii is easy enough due to the dark larva, the others though are not so
straightforward. The mines I found could only really be E. semipurpurella
or E. unimaculella, and the couple of larvae I checked match Eriocrania semipurpurella.
Not that I managed to catch a useable snap, but the lack of
darkened prothoracic spots noted.
Dyseriocrania subpurpurella
Eriocrania sangii
Eriocrania semipurpurella
Whilst mooching about, I also found a large gall on oak ....
This is from the sexual generation Oak Apple Gall Wasp (Biorhiza
pallida).
I also found a couple of tortrix larva in leaf rolls that I've not made any
attempt to identify as yet ....
Back to the lure, nothing. But I did notice a load of Navelwort that I don't
remember noticing in VC55 before (though I probably ignore it as I see it so
much in Devon), with a much more interesting looking bunch of plants around
that I didn't recognise at all. I grabbed a few snaps, figuring it would be
easy to work out subsequently, but couldn't come up with anything other than
Wild Candytuft - which didn't look right and would be unlikely anyway. I
enlisted some help, and got work back from Geoffrey Hall (Botanical CMR) via Graham Calow that
it is actually Shepherd's Cress at its only known site in VC55. Appears I
stumbled on an even more unlikely plant!
Navelwort
Shepherd's Cress (Teesdalea nudicaulis)
Back to the lure again, and nothing in the trap but some movement caught my
eye and I noticed what appears to be a small pale tortrix perched on a leaf. A
deft bit of potting and it was secured. I'm wasn't convinced it was attracted
to lure, and after scrutiny I'm even more convinced as I think it is actually
a worn female ....
I'm pencilling in this as a female Pammene argyrana, and hindwings seem
to agree but I'll get it chopped at some point.
Not quite what I was hoping for, but a casual jaunt around a slate mound turned into something
productive anyway.
