Monday 3rd. The weather and extraneous circumstances relented and allowed us to set the moth trap for the first time in five nights, the result of which were migrants in the shape of our fourth Dorset record of Beautiful Marbled since 2020, 3 Delicates, a Turnip and Beaded Chestnut, which was new for the year.
Sunday 2nd. With pre-dawn rain lasting well into the morning it was a great opportunity to watch the NRL final between Penrith Panthers and Parramatta Eels, just 30 Km from each other in western Sydney. It turned out to be the sort of game that shows Rugby League to be just as good as its Union counterpart, especially when played at this level. The Panthers ran out 28-12 winners, dominating the game almost entirely until the Eels got two consolation tries in the final five minutes. As if that wasn’t enough sporting excellence for one day I decided to watch the Manchester football derby and witnessed a superb 6-3 winning display by City, the goal involving a Kevin De Bruyne pass and Erling Haaland finish being clinical in its accuracy, vision and positioning. Quite magnificent, and that’s from someone who became jaded with football and all the nonsense surrounding it a long time ago.