I did go out on the bike but not for long, the trip to Tayport turned out to be Leuchars and home.
I would have been daft to try and work outside, in what by now was a steady drizzle, but I did have some tidying up on the feeder. Now since they are given away free, I am reluctant to spend money on paint, for instance, yes that would preserve the wood but I will leave that to the buyer.
However, the feeder would be out all winter so some sort of protective covering was required on the roof. Now I’m sure there is a fancy name for it, those arty-farty people always try to make things they do sound far more interesting than they really are, they keep coming up with code word, all helping to bump up the price. So taking a leaf out of their book I decided I too would stick fabric onto surfaces with PVC glue and finishing off with a liberal coating over the finished surface. And since I do have some wax leftover I will coat the wood in that.
With the drying cupboard raided for an old shirt, Oh, not the Van Houston? Do you know how much that shirt cost me? OK I admit it was in the 1970s, and yes I know that it does not fit me any more, But……. The Van Houston it is then.
The result is – well, you decide.
I walked along to the supermarket and bought myself a Sunday paper, hoping to find out what was going on outside my bubble. Anyone who has been out in a boat or even walked along our shores will understand the huge problem with sea pollution, mainly plastic. This stuff is everywhere and anyone who knows me will know it is my favourite soapbox, and if I had the power I would ban its manufacture altogether, for clearly, we are incapable of controlling its disposal. Like Nuclear power, it sounds like a silver bullet, until you look at the cost of cleaning up the waste.
There have been numerous studies over the years not only about plastic in the environment but in the food chain. I watched as a team performed an autopsy on a whale that had been washed up on the beach, inside they found 28 polythene bags, the whale had died of starvation. Then there are the heavy metals and toxins. Which takes us back to the story I have just read in the Sunday newspaper,
The headline reads, ‘Faroese whale meat holds a terrifying lesson for us all’. The article went on to tell us that Faroese people have always eaten what nature provides, proud to put local food on the tables. And in a sub-arctic land that yields little in the way of vegetables, the sea in their main harvest and food store.
Hunting whales and seabirds has kept them alive over generations, but alas that is now coming to an end. Seabirds in the Faroese are in decline, global warming has depleted their food source and their bellies are now full of plastic. Whales have been found to have high amounts of mercury and PCBs, so much so that they are now toxic to eat.
I found the article fascinating and I for one will be tuning into BBC Scotland channel on Tuesday, December 15 at 10 pm. To watch “The Islands and the Whales” a film by Mike Day who argues that action is needed now if our polluted seas are ever going to recover.