It’s only just turned November
Read MoreI’ve been living in England for some 28 years and mostly it’s been a positive experience.
Read MoreIt’s a great headline: “Plastic Is Falling From The Sky- But Where’s It Coming From?”
The answer is not so great, because most of us are contributing: rubber rubbed off our car tyres.
Read the story here:
Featured Image: “Rainbow and the rain” by Ryan Ojibway is licensed under CC BY-NC 2.0
Today Covid-19 lockdown restrictions in England eased a little, with ‘non-essential’ shops opening, along with outdoor catering, hair salons and zoos….
I didn’t go shopping.
In fact, not being able to go shopping for so many months showed me how little stuff I actually need.
This is liberating, and even if it means that I don’t contribute to the recovery of the economy just yet.
At least not with ‘stuff’.
I did invest in solar PV for our house last year, so I did my bit for the green economy.
And when I’ll physically go into work again, I’ll simply shuffle the comfy leisure wear in my wardrobe to one side and rediscover the nice things hidden in there that I have not worn for a year.
This will be even better than shopping: it’s like going into a shop, in which I like all things on the rails and they all fit me 😂.
Perfect!
This is haunting!
Sperm whales are even more intelligent and organised than we knew, which makes it even more sad and outrageous that we hunted them to near extinction and some of us still do.
Read the ‘easy’ version in the Guardian and the research paper I. The reference therein.
What have we failed to learn about all the species we eradicated out of greed, ignorance and ‘don’t care attitude?
Damp, windy, grey, then heavy rain… perhaps not the ideal day for Valentine’s in lockdown, when the only legal way to be together is outdoors moving along at a 2 m distance?
I’m generally not a fan of the emotional mass frenzy triggered by once-a-year commemorations rooted in something positive but largely promoted and exploited as commercial opportunities to produce, provide and buy more (largely unsustainable) stuff.
For those lucky in love, sharing today is as special as yesterday and expressing love is, hopefully, not restricted to one in 365 days of the year.
For those who are lonely, today’s associations may make that feeling more acute.
So what’s the point of Valentine’s Day?
Maybe away from commerce, there still is a point:
without a single ‘buy now’ click, I walk along in the driving rain and take time to contemplate the blessing of experiencing love in all its forms and at all times of my life.

Bright city lights!
I’ve had to go to my workplace today, first time in Plymouth for two months or more.
My laptop ‘missed’ its docking station and ‘requested’ an update not available via the VPN.
It was almost like a holiday.
A different place, an unfamiliar scene: the place was deserted.
Excitement: a visit to a real shop (well, a pharmacy and a food retailer) and the hustle and bustle of two or three cars, the odd bus …
Back to rural Cornwall!
Give me nature anytime 🙂
Fog in the valley presents nature in the somber mood befitting
reflections on the human capacity for good and evil, ignorance and ingenuity, suffering and resilience
on Holocaust Memorial Day and the day after the official covid-19 death toll exceeded 100000 in the UK.

In times of monumental change and all the questions that uncertainty provokes, it can be refreshingly calming to let the mind settle on the steady rhythm of nature.
It’s the time of the year when moles become visibly active, perhaps running out of their stashes of live earthworms or getting ready to mate.
You may find their mounds a nuisance on your lawn, but I find comfort in the fact that nature is doing its thing, unaffected by the pandemic or Brexit or how the cancellation of school exams will affect young people’s life chances…
Moles will have their own threats: perhaps a predator, a cold spell curtailing food supplies, the ploughing of a field…but seasons change and with that, cycles of life are renewed.
And this brings me to another benefit of contemplated the resilience of nature’s rhythm: there is hope and positive change, too, if you choose to notice.
The election of Raphael Warnock to the US Senate for Georgia would be one of them. Fingers crossed.
Cornwall has moved into Covid-19 Tier 3 today, 31 December 2020, and as a result, we’ve cancelled our plans for New Year’s Eve celebrations at short notice.
Instead, we made good use of the sunny weather and headed for an uplifting walk along the shore.

On the way home, we encountered the pheasant shoot of a nearby country estate in full swing: beaters with dogs, pickers-up gathering dead birds off the public highway, game keepers, shooters with guns…all mixing merrily in tweeds and flat caps, their SUVs parked up by the side of the road.
According to the organisation GunsOnPegs (don’t ask, it’s a website through which you can find shoots and all that goes with it), organising and taking part in commercial shoots is permitted in Tier 3 and group shooting activities are not subject to the limits of the ‘rule of six’. However, taking part in recreational shooting is not a reasonable excuse to leave a Tier 4 area.
So, what’s wrong with that?
Let’s start with the obvious:
- the principle of rearing and releasing some 60 million non-native birds (pheasants and partridges) every year to support the ‘sport’ of shooting in the UK, in spite of the fact that pheasants are classified as species that imperil UK wildlife,
- the fact that most of the pheasants that are shot will be buried in large pits, rather than taken home by shooters or sold and processed into food or pet food,
- the morals of killing for fun, rather than for food or culling for conservation
- the intimidating stance of some members of such shooting parties:
a few days ago, I was travelling on the public highway and one of the shoot’s organisers threatend to kick my car while another foul-mouthed me, even though I had slowed down to less than 10 mph while approaching an S-bend in the road that was occupied by about a dozen people with assorted dogs. I’m a dog owner and have no intention to run one over a canine or human member of any shooting party… - …I’m sure I’ve forgotten something here…
In my mind, wrong is also the message this activity conveys during a global pandemic: “we do this because we can (afford it) and we don’t care about what the local population are thinking about where we travelled from, nor whether we bring the virus with us”.
What we encountered today was legal, as long as people didn’t travel from Tier 4 to join.
The whole thing just grated a little with me…which will not come as a surprise to those who have followed my previous posts on the matter:
Outdoor Daily from 4 April 2020
Outdoor Daily from 1 July 2020
Rewilding Britain from 14 October 2020
Pheasant shoot and SUVs from 30 October 2020
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