Don't you love it when a creature seems to deserve the name it has been given, ones which do what it says on the tin, such as Pied Wagtail or Pond Skater.
And here's another - the moth called the Silver Y.
There it is, right in the middle of the wing - a silver 'Y'. Perfect.
What camouflage too! Here it is, sat on the dried seedhead of a plantain, its back with all sort of knobbles and protruberances…