Grasshoppers...

[eccles]

... are a pain.
OK, I know they show that the grass is in a healthy state but why do they insist on sitting right where I am about to place my knee having crept up on that brown argus and am ready to start shooting? I'm ready to go, then zing! the little bugger fires off straight at my butterfly sending it off in blind panic and leaving me cussing. Bah...