Impotence

What a glorious morning - cold crisp and even - ice on the windscreen, dazzling sunshine and not a whisper of wind. The sea looked like silk. Even better, I only have to work for an hour on Wednesdays - tough but someone has to do it! Job done, I headed to Schull for the 10 weekly hair sort out. 2 hours later (yes,, I'm afraid so) I emerged a little lighter and slightly tousled - new look. Himself had to be prompted to spot the difference - oh well.

I had time to spare in Schull so wandered around by the quay. It's always interesting there as it's a working quay and there's lots of fishing paraphernalia all over the place, and the odd fisherman. There is also an excellent little strand for beachcombing - pottery and glass in profusion.

My blip today though upset me when I saw it, and has upset me even more now I see it as an image. The starkness and cruelty - pincers bound then carelessly discarded. it could be a metaphor for so much stuff apart from a grim reality. Yes, I am a veggie, not a crusading one, everyone has their choices but I don't believe animals are here to be plundered.