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WHAT'S
IN A NAME How
some of the moths recorded in Cumbria got their English names. Blair's
Shoulder-knot isn't some terrible muscular problem affecting
the Prime Minister, it's a moth that arrived in Britain in 1951 and
has been spreading northwards ever since, arriving in Cumbria in 1996.
This was a Dr. Blair, an entomologist who worked at the British Museum
and retired to the Isle of Wright to discover this and two other moths
in the space of nine years. By this time it had unfortunately become
common practice to name moths, rather boringly, after the discoverer. Much
more interesting are the 18th century names chosen by the early lepidopterists.
Before the 1700's no-one had bothered to distinguish moth species.
In Cumbria all were apparently called 'owls' or 'bustards'. The
first species to acquire individual names were those with large distinctive
larvae, like the Elephant (hawk moth) with its grey
trunk-like body and head and the Puss with its cat-shaped
saddle complete with ears. The Drinker had an alleged
habit of repeatedly dipping its head into droplets of dew and, perhaps
the oddest, the Goat, acquired its name because its
larvae emit a strong unpleasant smell ....of billy-goat!. A
few species acquired names based on the colours of the adult, for
example the Magpye (sic) and the Fox.
One species The Egger (now Oak Eggar) was so named
because it pupates within a large egg-shaped cocoon on the ground.
By
the 1770's a few hundred species had been identified and it must have
become harder to think up obvious names, so the Gentlemen entomologists
turned to Georgian dress codes for their names. So here we get the
sombre Quakers, shining Satins,
furry Ermines, raised Brocades and,
for the ones they couldn't be much bothered with, the Rustics
in drab brown garb! Back in upper class mode and the home,
there are the Footmen (wings folded straight back
like a liveried servant standing to attention), the Wainscots
(the texture of oak panelling in the drawing rooms of the day), the
Mochas (the pattern of a semi-precious stone) and
the pretty Carpets. About
this time it was realised that several species of moth had
a prominent projection to the trailing edge of the forewing,
very noticeable when the moth was at rest with wings folded
back. They became known as the Prominents -
of the ten related species found in the UK eight are recorded
in Cumbria. My favourite has to be the Iron Prominent.
Its iron-grey forewings have red-brown smudges that suggest
it is going rusty. Indeed it was originally called the Rusty
Prominent and I wish that name had stuck - very appropriate
for the Lake District climate. Butterflies,
like plants, had many local names, which underwent many changes over
the centuries before there was some national consensus. In contrast
moths had a minority following and most of the names have remained
largely unchanged from the beginning. Two rather charming ones that
have changed, however, were given to two of our green moths. The Common
Emerald was for some reason originally called the Small Green
Housewife, while the Blotched Emerald (recorded for the first
time in Cumbria in 2000 by Rob Petley-Jones) was the Maid
of Honour (a pun on Honor in London where it was first discovered).
A
species that does feed on Knot Grass is the Shuttle-shaped Dart. Now
that's a literally descriptive name that takes some beating. Darts
have a dart-shaped streak on the forewing and we have a whole
string of them in Cumbria with self-explanatory names - Garden Dart,
Double Dart, Deep Brown Dart, Sand Dart, White-line Dart etc. One
exception is the Archer's Dart, which sounds like
it belongs to someone who shoots arrows or darts but, as its a specialised
coastal species discovered late on, it got one of those boring names
(of a person). Another relative, the Northern Dart,
was last recorded in Cumbria in 1981, but then not many people lug
their moth traps and generators 450 metres (1500 feet) up a mountain
in the middle of the night, which is where one might expect to find
it! Finally,
after reading all this, I hope you don't share the fate of one of
our scarce local moths and be described as the Confused.
Now there's an unhelpful name if ever there was one and goodness knows
who thought it up and why!
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