There's no mistaking which family this little chap, or chapess, belongs to, nor is it hard for the complete moth ignoramus to guess that family's colloquial name: the Longhorns. Blessed with handlebar antennae to match any German or Frenchman's moustache, the problem these distinctive little micro-moths pose for the finders is: yes, I'm a Longhorn, but which one?
There are more than a dozen, also known as the Adelidae, and I'm going to opt for Nemophora metallica on the basis of my closer-up picture. Sorry it's blurred but my camera cannot cope with the trap's black plastic background and when I tried to move the moth on to an eggbox, up it got and off it whirred, like one of William Heath Robinson's flying machines. Update: many thanks to Ben in Comments for putting me right, as usual. He opts for Nematopogon metaxella and he is never wrong.
There's an awful lot in the trap at the moment, so I'll just add for now some pictures of graceful Laura Ashley moths which arrived in some abundance. Above is the beautifully delicate Common White Wave which was on the underside of the transparent shield and below a Maiden's Blush followed by a Bloodvein seen from two angles. Both are excellent names, don't you think?
Finally, evidence for when Cock Robin comes to court. These are the remains of my first Light Emerald of 2014. RIP