A plague of Ladybirds upon you house

We have just returned from a weeks camping near Cromer, North East Norfolk. It was great, the camp ground was on an old Farm. It was packed, but there was heaps of space. We did lots of walks and visited various picturesque places, particularly those affiliated with the National Trust.

Unlike camping in New Zealand, there were absolutely no mosquitoes, which is absolutely brilliant (trick #1 to appearing british is to call everything brilliant like Harry Potter does). There are annoying quantities of hover flies, which is a bit disturbing as they have yellow stripes so at first you think they are wasps. What is more noteworthy however are the plague like quantities of LadyBirds.

These pictures were taken at Mundsley, which is where Steph's mum Wendy grew up. When you are by the coast, it is like this everywhere. You sit down on some grass and there is one every 10cm. You walk along a path down to the sea and you crush one of the little buggers with every second step and have half a dozen on your back by the time you get back to the car. With any other kind of bug it would be really annoying, but with LadyBirds it's somehow okay.

I went into a flower shop and asked the lady there what the story was. It turns out it is like his every 3 or 4 years. I thought it might have been a one off occurrence. Fortunately when you get further away from the coast it's not so intense - I guess they like the sea air.