I know this is cheating. I know this isn't a proper post. But I've fallen in love with a fly.
I don't know what kind it is. Just that he (he?) is the pantomime villain. Pure evil to be hissed at and hated and applauded and wanted-to-see-agained. The star of the show. What character!
It's the great thing about cameras. If I hadn't taken this photo, if I hadn't cropped it and enlarged it almost to extinction, I wouldn't have noticed his stand up prickles and strange feet. All I would have remembered would have been his big brown eyes.
If you are a 'she' I apologise. But I doubt you noticed me or observed me long enough to register my gender.