Secretary of
State for the environment,
I don’t believe you.
by Scooj
Commentary on a speech made by Elizabeth Truss on 14 October, entitled Open Environment.
Tag: wildlife
6.15pm
Dusk comes early now
and bats flutter, fattening
for Winter slumber.
by Scooj
Rat
Ninja sleeps curled up
rehearsing the next kill, her
hunting day’s begun
by Scooj
In response to the excellent ‘Haiku for Cats’ number 420
Wasp nest
In loft apartments,
a gift from former tenants;
perfect hexagons
by Scooj
16. Scissors, Paper, Stone
Saturday 23 April 1988, Koei Maru 30
I keep wondering if I heard correctly on the radio that I am going to Montevideo, the only thing I remember about the conversation is that I will have a long-lining trip before I go to the UK, which confirms that I must be going to Monte. Ace!
I hope Arsenal won today and the top five clubs all lost.
I really miss Saturdays at home – either at a match or watching old Des and the teleprinter on TV.
Sunday 24 April 1988, Koei Maru 30
The first thing I learnt today was how to play oli oli iddle (Scissors, paper, stone) in Japanese:
the paper is called ‘Pa’
the scissors called ‘Choki’
the stone is called ‘Gu’
Just before that, I knackered my back lifting a huge basket of squid. Bloody foolish. It hurts a lot. I took an asprin and had a fag. I hate to admit it, but I’ve started smoking rollies…only about one a day, if that. I don’t like them, but I am going through a rebellious phase and they make me feel the part of the wild marine biologist, beard and all.
The reason the crew played oli oli iddle, was because the loser had to provide a box of chocolates as a snack for everyone. The loser was Abe radar. He was amusedly pissed off.
I have spent at least two hours drawing onto pieces of paper the numbers 31-35 and 36-40! This is for labeling the boxes of squid and refers to the number of pieces per box.
I asked for a crate of coke or juice earlier today. I think it has caused as bit of a fracas. I know I was being talked about by Nananuma, the captain and other crew members, by the glances which were cast my way during the conversation. It is very unnerving, especially when you can’t communicate things properly.
Monday 25 April 1988, Koei Maru 30
For the first time on this voyage, I kept the same hours as the crew and it was good to see the sunrise. I radioed Stanley at 10:00 and spoke to John and confirmed the Montevideo plan, so there is no doubt in my mind. It is on, as far as things can be at Fishops.
I was on a real high before going to bed, but now don’t feel so sure. I miss home. Still I should be back in a matter of two months or so. After that being out here will be easy.
Yesterday was a ‘holiday’ for the crew – a rough sea and an appalling catch. I was lucky to get even one sample.
I have got to get my letter-writing act together, I am falling well behind.
Yesterday I developed my own clinometer. It is built using the window (porthole) catch as the pointer and a piece of paper in the shape of an arc as the dial. I think it is ace. It is graduated with 15 degrees, 10 degrees, 10 degrees.
Tuesday 26 April 1988, Koei Maru 30
I can’t honestly believe that I wrote nothing today – what terrible neglect. Probably because I began reading O-Zone and also watched the film ‘Parker’ – a great film. Not much else to say.
43. Dean Lane (2)
I pretty much walked past this small poster, but stopped in my tracks and took a closer look.
This is a really interesting wheatpaste by an artist called ’23 Magpies’. I think the artist is based in Gloucester, given that most of the works I can find are from there. My guess is that this was posted up during Upfest 2015, as it is only a short walk away from North Street. I have not been able to find out much about the artist, but some other works are shown here.
6.5/10
Borrowed time
Summer’s last hurrah
new leaves unfurl, unprepared
for September’s chill.
by Scooj
Web
To be trapped is to
be filled with a fear so great
that all fight subsides.
by Scooj
Tree rat
Autumn harvester
too much maligned grey cousin
of Potter’s Nutkin.
by Scooj
37. Leonard Lane (4)
The fourth work from Leonard Lane, but certainly not the last. It really is a goldmine of environment related street art.
This is another lovely mural by Stewy which accompanies his Dodo and DJ Derek in the same street. I admire street art that incorporates its surroundings, like the window bars here.
Natural adventures 