On Wednesday August 24th we gathered to observe the moths at our Finsley Gate Boatyard. They were sadly scarce on the night (there were more printed on little Dakota’s cotton dress than landed on our white cotton sheet), yet we all enjoyed the occasion and time passed in hushed conversation over hot chocolate with marshmallows.

At the midway point, two police officers enlivened the evening after scaling the wall to enquire what we were up to, alerted by another neighbourly watch of residents on Springfield Road where the houses overlook the yard to the east: “We saw a lot of moving shadows and strange blue lights and called the police”.