Bug of the month...

No idea what he is, but isn't he amazing?

He arrived to sit on a stick outside my bedroom window about a week after we moved in, three weeks later, once we'd got back from Blantyre he was still there, clinging on, happily chirupping the night away...then a lady friend arrived and they had a 'special hug' for a couple of days...but then one wet and stormy night, they had a lovers tiff and she walked off to the other end of the stick. After she'd cooled off a bit and had time to think, she came back but he wasn't having any of it, he turned round and faced the other way, all day, and she couldn't get a word out of him. After a few days of the silent treatment, she walked off in a huff and he was left to think long and hard about what had gone wrong - unfortunately for him though his musings were cut short when he was spotted by the gardener and flung, unceremoniously, into the bush, never to be seen again. Sad, very sad...