My own version of Springwatch

This infernal muggy heat has led to an unusual encounter with some wildlife. We’ve been sleeping with the window open, and last night I was woken by Philippa screaming and slapping her own face as she said “There’s a f***ing bat in here!”
It wasn’t a bat, but it was an incredibly large and heavy insect that looked like it had crawled into the house from the set of a Godzilla movie. I did the heroic thing and trapped it in a glass before releasing it outside, and then instantly went online to look up what the Hell it was.
I was expecting it to say “Chernobyl Death Beetle” but actually it was something called a Cockchafer. 
I swear I am not making this up. 
They used to be plentiful in the UK, then they nearly got wiped out completely by pesticides, and now they’re making a bit of a comeback. They turn up at this time of year and live for five to seven weeks, during which time they mate and lay up to 80 eggs. (thank you Wikipedia)
They are also known by each of these names: bracken clock, bummler, chovy, cob-worm, dorrs, dumbledarey, humbuz, June bug, kittywitch, billy witch, may-bittle, midsummer dor, mitchamador, oak-wib, rookworm, snartlegog, spang beetle, tom beedel and, in Wales, chwilen y bwm.
Interesting nom-de-plumes I’m sure you’ll agree.
But ‘cockchafer’ still takes some beating.

RC 30-5-17