Visitor

Apart from working interspersed by a few chores at home, I went up to the West End office between cloudbursts, of which there were several during the afternoon. I thought my blip would have to be of rain falling on a big puddle, but later on in the kitchen I grabbed hold of the tea towel and this pretty little fellow flew out and landed on one of the shallots. I suppose he'd flown in to escape the rain. He's tiny - this is a shallot, mind, not an onion. His body can only be about one centimetre long, max.Any offers of an identification would be welcome!