earwiggo, earwiggo, earwiggo.....

Wasn`t until I was looking at this on the screen that I spotted the back end of an earwig in the petals.
For some reason, I`m not a fan of these little insects, probably because of the thought of them crawling around in the ear gives me the heebie jeebies.
I remember my late uncle Billy growing the most glorious Dahlias and Chrysanthemums in his huge garden and having upturned flowerpots stuffed with straw on canes to capture errant earwigs..