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Politically incorrect insects

On a walk last week, one sunny, humid day in late May, I noticed the annual abundance of ladybird larvae underneath the trees in my neighbourhood.  I’ve always loved these little critters; after all, who doesn’t like an insectoid that looks like a dinosaur/alien hybrid made out of cooling lava, right? It got me wondering, though.  What should these ladybirdlets be called?  Girlybirds?  Ladychicks?  Girlychicks?  Yeah, I see it too.  Strangely, we use ladybird every day without thinking anything of it, but I actually spent most of that dog walk thinking about what a baby ladybird could be called and couldn’t come up with anything that was a fun play on words that didn’t sound hugely sexist. Now, to put something in perspective before I go any further.  I’m not a militant feminist who believes women should rule the world.  I believe that everyone should be treated equally and with respect.  Personally, I don’t care if someone is male, ...

Oh, hello...

Hi there.  Yes, the ubiquitous, awkward first post.  Quite what does one write?  Do you need to justify the starting of a blog, or is it OK to be self indulgent and have somewhere to throw all that stuff that swirls around in the depths of your mind?  Whatever, here it is.  It's said that everyone has a book in them.  I'm not sure about that, I'm not certain I have a book in me.  However much I consume the writings of others, and however much I babble on about a whole load of both something and nothing, there's not a whole book.  Hence a blog making a better platform, and hence the title.  Indefinite - often I'm not really sure what I'm on about, where the words will take me, or indeed quite what's going on... And definitely, I ramble.  I like words, and having a rather overactive imagination that likes to scrub around in all the strange recesses where brains don't usually bother looking for things - well, there's no knowing where we m...