reminds me of a true story
about 40 years ago when I was a young lad, was working and living in a small country town, population about 600 people
was a Friday night and we had a big night out at the local pub, at closing time went home and continued on drinking and playing vinyls, then at about 2 am in the morning there’s a knock at the front door, was a guy we knew that lived a couple of blocks away
he tells us he been working on tractor sowing in his barley crop and was on his way home when he saw our light on, so thought he’d drop in (like who does that at 2am in the morning!)
from that day in we christened him “moth”
