Reluctantly, I confess
Moths! considered the tight man's/woman's wallet dweller.
There are plenty of them swarming around the high intensity light outside my front door as I write. They also make me think of being poor, the current recession, freaking out when they invade your 'hair space' and leaving a powdery glittery trace as you scoop the dead ones from the surface of the bath.
Ok! I shall stop beating about the bush, I sold the canon 500d I won for the Unstaged competition. In my defence, I need my car back, the girls needed new school uniform and my veg patch is running out of goodies.
I loved that little baby.
Big powdery moths