Daddy long legs, mosquito hawks, skeeter eaters, gallinippers, gollywhoppers, and jimmy spinners. Whatever you call the uncommonly annoying Crane Fly, it's almost certainly a colourful name. Unless you live in a vacuum-sealed Tupperware box, you've no doubt found these winged fiends lurking in your home over the last few weeks.

The general behaviour of the Crane Fly appears to be in your face pestering and unpredictable wobbling like a drunken uncle at a wedding.

What are they meant to be, they look like overgrown mosquitoes or some kind of horrific flying spider? Apparently they're harmless, not to mention legless by the time you try to catch them. To make matters worse they only live for two days, mate and then die. On a scale of pointlessness the Crane Fly is right up there with wasps and Brussel sprouts.

Apart from getting all in your face, crane flies are very unpopular with gardeners and golfers when the larvae munch on grass roots and destroy lawns and greens. Crane fly larvae also appear in damp thatched roofs. They don't nibble on the roof, but cause a problem if birds discover them and peck at the thatch to get at them.

But before I give you due cause to obliterate these gangly, unnecessary insects with a rolled up newspaper. I draw your attention to the possible words of the A-Team's, B.A (Bad Attitude) Baracus: "I don't hate the Crane Fly, but I pity the fool."