Before I moved to the countryside, I had a bit of a phobia of earwigs. I know I’m not alone. The name doesn’t help, nor does the fact that there was once a film about an earwig laying its eggs in a man’s brain (this isn’t possible, by the way). Then there was that time I woke up to find one crawling up my arm…
Anyway, since living in the countryside and spending a lot more of my time outside in close vicinity to bugs of all different varieties, I have made peace with the earwig. Truth be told, I actually rather like them now. They are efficient little predators to have about. They pick off aphids and other potential pests when they come out to hunt at night.
Just watch your sweetcorn come harvest time, however, as they also love the delicious fresh cobs and will move on in unless you pay attention and harvest them when ready. A good excuse, if ever I heard one, to keep eating more sweetcorn as soon as it’s ripe and ready.