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December 17 2010
Of cod pieces and leaks

I hear that the British Army is issueing combat troops in Afghanistan with cod pieces to protect their manhood from stray Afghan bullets, missiles, stones and other objects hurled by Afghans who'd like their country back. They'll all be Large size of course, and the SAS will, naturally, be XL it goes without saying. I wonder if they're in camouflage colours. We have reached the stage of realisation that Afghans, despite their backward religious views and preference for blankets rather than proper clothing, are more than a match for the finest fighting forces the US, UK and Nato can produce. Politicians, who don't have to suffer the effects of their decisions, choose to cling to the belief that Afghanistan can be turned into a Western-style Liberal democracy if they stick with the drug lord they trust, Karzai, and continue sacrificing lives.

Julian Assange, the founder and head honcho of Wikileaks has at last been freed in London under astonishingly draconian bail conditions one wouldn't have expected of someone facing some unsubstantiated accusations of sexual assault which have already been rejected by the chief Swedish prosecutor, a woman, as not worthy of consideration, yet have now been resurrected by another provincial prosecutor [doubtless with American friends who have exerted pressure]. The heavy hand of American interference is writ large in this one, as Julian is an enormous embarrassment to the US power brokers and professional liars, aka diplomats, and the Clinton bitch is just so furious! She's really revealed her democratic credentials since getting a grasp of power, and one wonders if Bill ever made any decisions himself when nominally President. Ah yes, he decided to unzip for Monica.

The weather continues to frustrate the desires of men and women, and the last and most important shopping weekend before the blowout aka christmas is due to be snowed out for much of the UK. This woiuld be bad enough if the internet was the usual alternative, but internet sales now can't be guaranteed for delivery before the blowout aka christmas ... because of the weather! Bit circular. Global warming gives the wrong idea to the simple-minded, climate change better describes what's happening, and this much snow this early is a change of climate.

December 4 2010
Of wildlife and hunting

Last night, not one but two foxes came to feed in our garden. First a sleek adult female, boldly confident despite the outside lights, tucked into the dog food I had just put out on the picnic table, jumping up on top to feed so we could get a perfect view of her. Then her child, slightly more than half her size with a white tipped tail entered the garden and came nervously to the table, hunting round for bits mum may have dropped. After eating her fill, the female got down and wandered off, leaving the rest to her offspring, but she/he was too nervous to get up on the table and continued to sniff around on the ground for morsels. We turned the lights off to leave them to it, lights at night not being natural and clearly adding to the fear. We left them to eat in peace, and this morning the table was bare.

While it is a privilege to see such a beautiful, well-adapted animal, it worries me that if we feed them too regularly, they will come to depend on us and grow lazy about hunting, and could in the long run lose the skills they need to survive. The fact that they appear so quickly after we put food out suggests they are already now loitering in the hope, and that could be a signal to stop for a while. The problem is the cold; it's bitter during the night and still sub-zero during the day, and although they have survived this climate forever, I still want to give them a little help, perhaps as compensation for the harm our species has done them over thousands of years. The depraved scum who chase them across the countryside in the hope their dogs will rip them apart are a constant spur to those of us with the sensitivity to appreciate another species' needs and right to life to make their lives a little easier. It's hard work living on your wits in the environment, few naked, hairless apes could these days hack it; dependent as we are on the accumulated benefits of our herd society such as a clothing industry, house building, food growing and energy distribution where once our ancestors fed and clothed themselves, build their own shelters and fueled their own fires. A few in the world retain the old hunter-gatherer skills, and many of these are despised and hated by the settled city dwellers and get a raw deal from politicians who regard them as backward and in need of being civilised. They will be the only ones equipped to survive in a future hotter world, their knowledge will be invaluable if any of our species are to survive the consequences of what our 'civilization' has done to the planet.

December 7 2010
Icelandic visitors

This afternoon geese started appearing in the field outside, drifting in in two, threes and fours, until there was a crowd of more than eighty, then they were joined by a group of more than a dozen, orange feet hanging low, all touching down carefully. The strange thing was it was silent, no normal geese noises, and they mostly sat still in the snow, only an occasional one getting up and walking a few feet to sit somewhere else. After about an hour, they were suddenly gone, lifting up and heading off in a great cloud across the flood plain and river. Half an hour later another crowd flew in, or was it the same ones? Seemed fewer. I crept closer and was near to a good distance for my non-telephoto lens when they took fright and I got the one below and a couple more as they took off. The first group of geese had a couple of Rottweilers charge close to them whilst chasing some deer and only moved a little away. The deer ran across from left to right in pairs, first two, then two more then two more, then two Rottweilers, who didn't stand a chance of catching them and knew it, soon giving up to rejoin their human. So the second group were much more wary of a solitary human, or maybe they just don't like having their photos taken. I've identified them as Greylag Geese; we have a resident population here, but these are joined in the winter by immigrants from Iceland, so these groups may be our Icelandic visitors, resting after a long flight, and possibly surprised to find deep snow here.

We are cut off. No courier will attempt it, the mailman hasn't been since last Wednesday, and the courier on Thursday had to be helped out by me, so he won't risk it again. There are lots of online purchases waiting to be delivered, especially my chainsaw! And it's been snowing heavily again since dawn.

The road outside has an occasional amateur skidding past [I was clearing ice and snow piled up at the entrance to our drive], but they all turn round up the road, revving their wheels madly since that's what gets you out of skiddy ice, innit? A case of more is best not being the right way to go I'm afraid. I found it easy to drive; I took the car out for a spin, our drive is fine, the road outside also, dunno what the fuss is. We have enough heating oil for another week with more ordered, and the logs will last about that long.

It was minus 10 last night, and today got up to minus 6. Tonight is to be more of the same, but tomorrow it won't rise above minus 10 during the day, according to the Met Office. But then we are due for a warm night of plus three followed by a warm day Thursday with sunshine and clouds. The clouds keep heat in and always seem to go with warmer weather. It's now too cold to snow, when the thaw comes there will be a lot of water to get rid of suddenly; there could be floods.

December 1 2010

More snow. It seems to continue day by day, now when I take the dogs out, I come back with wellies full of snow, it's that deep. Hard times for wildlife, the birds are all grateful for the new feeding station, and it's rarely free of birds stocking up. The squirrels are baffled by it since it contains a squirrel baffle, and baffle it does; they climb the pole and stop under the plastic dome, unable to continue. Down to the ground and then try again. They get food elsewhere, we don't let them go without, but they make such a mess of bird feeders that a baffle was the only answer.

The foxes come by daily, sometimes more than once, and we try to have something nice for them; chicken leftovers, roast potatoes, chips, dog food, even pasta. Bread of course is a standby for most wild animals, shared by foxes, squirrels and birds, whoever gets to it first. The deer, who wander past occasionally, are too timid to put food out for them as they run away whenever they see us. They are pawing through the snow for something to eat, but there's not much, and a long winter ahead. Last year's extreme winter in Scotland saw many of them starve to death. It's tough being a wild animal, no one to care if you live or die, no assistance however hard it gets. Finding enough food is the only priority, and must be worked for.

Freya has a new coat! She likes it and her tail wags when she has it put on. She also has a fleece coat for indoors, it gets to below freezing at night even in the house and dogs don't have duvets. Tonight it's forecast to drop to minus 20 in parts of Scotland. Better get some food out for the night feeders to stock up on.

Seen from the garden, the mountains are bathed in low light, making them appear bright pink

November 13 2010
Existential angst

I've found it difficult lately to write much other than flaming at idiots in forums. My problem is that I find few people appear to be aware as I am of the impending environmental armageddon; even greens, aware of much of what's wrong and the likely consequences, are still optimistic, and I find this almost as irritating as the fools who deny human-caused global warming and climate change. Where does this optimism come from? Is it the incurable optimism of youth, who feel invincible and therefore believe we must be capable of finding a solution to any problem? There are so many levels of awareness; from the deranged still talking about colonising the stars, to the new true green believers in the nuclear delusion who are probably grasping at that dangerous straw because they really are scared and that seems the only way to get a 'there there' fix, the kind nanny always gave. It's sad when people you once respected go down this particular escapist route, and it's gratifying to see Greenpeace holding out against it, perhaps because they've invested so much in the anti-nuclear struggle in the past.

Of course, there's an element of this optimism in everything I've done for the last forty years, and there must still be a little remaining or why would I be carrying ads for such things as the Eco Button to enable people to save on carbon and money by quick powering down of their computers when not in use. Which implies a belief that if we do these things there's hope. I know one thing, if I weren't an old man, but a young man, I would be gaining survival skills, and preparing for the breakdown which will surely come. Only those truly able to survive from their own skills and resources stand any chance when this highly complex global society finally comes apart at the seams. America looks as if it could fall apart any moment into another civil war, it's all hotting up for it and the two halves of America are further apart than they have been since the rational, intelligent, anti-slavery north won over the racist, slave-owning, right-wing south. If America goes, the world economy will crumble and even such waking giants as China will fall apart since they need America and the rest of us to buy their goods to fuel their rape of the land in building mega cities for the hundreds of millions teaming into them from the countryside. If nothing else, this alone will seal the fate of the planetary ecosystem for several hundred years. The economic breakdown will introduce the human cull since food distribution is part of this global capitalist economy, so famine will strike everywhere. We may not have to wait as long as forty years for the sea level rise to engulf all the major cities of the world [they're all coastal or riverine or both for obvious historical reasons] and cause farming to become near impossible across vast areas. But if the capitalists manage to limp on propping up the failed system, the ecosystem will surely get us in the end.

That so few even realise how urgent and serious this is, is what depresses me and puts me apart from the herd which mindlessly grazes on, oblivious of what awaits them. There's always drink.

November 10 2010
Hips and haws

That time of year again when the leaves are all but gone, and the fruits are exposed against the hedgerow greens. The hawthorn, smothered in white blossom in May and called maytree as a result, now has a rich harvest of dark crimson berries [or haws], which are food for many species including all the fruit eating birds, but also collared doves, magpies and even grey squirrels, the latter have been observed bouncing about on the bendy, thorny branches like expert trapeze artists, incongruously grey among the bright berries as they munch their way along. When not eatings haws, the squirrels can be seen busily digging holes, stashing food in them and carefully covering them up again, or alternatively, eating. They are on the go from dawn to dusk, it's a hard job being a wild animal and you can't afford the luxury of lazing around; there are no scroungers in nature, all must work at finding food in whatever way evolution has equipped them.

Winter is gripping the land tighter each day, heavy frosts and ice on the water butt in the mornings, with bright blue skies, and the days that little bit shorter each time. Since we got the roof insulated, the house has been a few degrees warmer, which isn't to say it's warm, but not so cold mopst of the time. The main problem I feel is the windows, which are huge and must lose much of the heat that is supplied them, despite being double glazed. Many houses in Glasgow in winter have their blinds and curtains drawn 24 hours a day in all but essential living rooms; why open curtains in bedrooms which are only occupied in the dark if by doing so the room loses more heat? So many houses have a blank look, with blanked off windows like empty eyes staring blindly on the streets.

We'll order some more daylight bulbs to boost the UV we get from the two we bought for our workrooms, since lack of sunlight in the winter is one of the biggest problems in northern countries. Exposure to UV enables the body to manufacture B vitamins, principally B3, and this vitamin is involved in winter depression that many suffer from, as well as other physical effects. Another way to make up the deficiency is to take B3 capsules daily, and we now have supplies from Denmark, where they know about this issue and have been routinely addressing it. In the UK, the authorities still think there are maximum doses for vitamins and are paranoid about people self medicating, as is the medical establishment, fearing a loss of it's power over most people's lives. Not over mine, I rarely visit a doctor except for ear wax removal since it's a hassle trying to do this yourself and most other professions refuse to.

October 29 2010
One - one world, one climate, one chance


Just discovered One Climate Net via the RSPB website. You can lobby for action on climate change on the website, which is a creation of [no relation to this site, but welcome nonetheless!].

I'm about to start blogging in earnest again, so come back soon for more pearls from the Fool on the hill.

October 15 2010
Winter beckons

Winter is in the air. It's barely been absent all year, since, even when the sun is strong and bright in Scotland, if the wind is coming from the north there's always an arctic feel to it even on the hottest days. The trees are turning and leaves are falling. I raked twenty wheelbarrowfuls of leaves today, serenaded by a robin, who first flew down and perched archetypically on the handle of the wheelbarrow, and sang to me while it and I were still in the garage. He then moved and perched on branches above me, singing while I worked, with a special a capella performance at the leaf pile when I tipped. I left him some treats of meal worms as a tip for a fine, liquid medley.

The swifts have long gone back to Africa for the winter, but robins, along with lots of other bird species, migrate from the north to Britain. Some robins live here all year round, while others move in for winter. The crows and magpies seem to stay here all year. The dogs flushed out three deer the other day on our walk by the river, the most I've seen together recently. They are getting bolder, and one was wandering round the abandoned vegetable garden yesterday, ever on alert to bound off at the slightest sign of movement. By the time I had gone downstairs with my camera she was nowhere to be seen. We see the foxes frequently, they stop by most days to see if we've left anything out on the picnic table for them. Where once they snatched food a piece at a time and ran off a way, now they will stand on the table eating, even with outside lights on. Despite which, it's near impossible to catch them with the camera since the lights aren't bright enough to help exposure, and timed exposiures are useless with an animal that doesn't stay still for long. I'm sure a flash would scare them off, perhaps never to return, so I'm loathe to use it. A time when infra red would be handy. I shall have to watch out during the day as they sometimes appear in broad daylight.

August 20 2010
What a service!

It's not often these days that a company impresses so much that you want to congratulate them. Most of the time it's the opposite, complaints about poor service, inability of staff to understand the simplest of problems, general couldn't care less attitude and inefficiency on a grand scale. But in disposing of my old, trusty Astrovan I met a company that is truly impressive.

The van had had its day, it was getting old and tired and, despite starting first time every time and being utterly dependable, it would have been an expensive and time-consuming task to get it once more through the MoT test without which it couldn't be re-taxed and would thus be illegal. Then, just before it became due, a loud banging and grinding started up at the back, which at first seemed to be the suspension, and a natural assumption since the streets are covered with potholes which inevitably catch you occasionally, however wary. It turned out to be the exhaust hanging off, and this also can be an expensive job. Allied with the general condition and likelihood it was going to cost more than it was worth to keep on the road, I decided it had had its day and must be scrapped.

A call to a local scrap yard got an offer of £50, which sounded ok, but I thought I'd google to see if there were others who would offer more. I found a site called which looked promising, and it did an online quote, so, with nothing to lose I entered the details - make, model, condition, tyres inflated, everything present, no rubbish in car, and clicked on Get Quote. Immediately up came £150! The service was national, with local firms doing the actual collection and recycling, and, most importantly, all within new government anti-pollution laws, which demand all materials including oil and other pollutants are recycled safely and not just dumped in the nearest drain.

I accepted the quote online, received an immediate confirmation email which included the name and address of the breaker who'd be collecting, the day and time of collection and confirmation of the price. The car was collected on time and I was given a cheque for £150, and also emailed a PDF certificate of destruction to show it had been disposed of environmentally. The process was fast, efficient and thorough, and in this day and age that's something to write home about.

August 15 2010
Of seasons and harvests

Early morning walk in a thick mist that anywhere but Scotland would be called fog, which made everywhere quiet and mysterious, damping down the natural sounds so that all was quiet apart from the occasionally growling of a distant aircraft passing out of sight above the mist. Everywhere, tiny spider webs glistened with jewels of moisure, waiting for flying insects to come into their parlours, the river lazily drifting past without a ripple, no ducks or herons to be seen. Everywhere the thistles, emblem of Scotland, are starting to set seed; the large iconic ones are first [the ones with spines] and clumps of white festoon their tops where so recently bright purple blooms enticed bees. Other thistles, also [urple but with no sharp spikes] flower on, providing contrasting colour to the bright yellows of many other wild flowers here.

Being so far north means that everything has to be that much faster as summer is much shorter and the long winter is ever approaching. While everything is later than further south, it is much faster growing, maturing, flowering and setting seed; already the beech trees are smothered with nuts that two short months ago were growing their new leaves. The horse chestnut has many conkers, growing bigger every day. The growing season is short, so everything has adjusted over time, while down south summer can stretch from April to September, here it's a month long, two in a good year, and all the growth has to be crammed into that. The farmers know this of course, and two crops, sometimes even three, are harvested, as long as the weather permits. We have been forecast snow for September, which in England can be hotter than August! I think our first winter here will be grim, and my log pile is looking less than adequate. Last winter was a bad one, even the Scots say so, so the hope is that this year it won't be so bad. Here's hoping.

July 16 2010

Observing the wildlife 2

I saw a heron on the river a few days ago, then the next day there were two, and now there are three, the smaller one must be their baby. They take flight as soon as they see me and the dogs, their huge wings flapping, long legs hanging underneath ready for the next touch down. The picture below shows two in flight and the other still on the bank. A beautiful sight, such graceful birds. The river after the recent heavy rains has risen from its previous few inches to several feet deep now and is probably stuffed with fish. As I've seen them around the same stretch for some weeks I assume they are able to get enough food locally.


Foreign immigrants threaten indiginous Brits

On the plant front Scotland, it seems, has the same problem with invasive species as England, and Himalayan Balsam is rampant along the river banks. This morning I pulled out several dozen, but there are many hundreds left and I shall have to make more trips with them in mind. It's a plant out of its environment which would normally keep it in check, and in the UK is is smothering indiginous plants and taking over huge swathes of countryside. Yet few seem aware of it and fewer concerned at its rise and rise. Each plant, if left to grow, makes thousands of seeds which spring out from the plants and then grow the following year. In one season it reaches a height of around 5-6 feet, topped with pink flowers which, although quite pretty, are a portent of what's to come. No point pulling it out when the seeds are set, so now is the perfect time as most aren't flowering yet. The only good thing is that they pull up really easily as the root is tiny and comes out of wet soil easily. I have much work to do, but it should be the council doing it and it should be a lot of people involved as it's widespread. Now there's a job for all the unemployed youths who otherwise are only going to create trouble. Everyone should look out for it and pull it up wherever it is spotted.

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June 29 2010
Observing the wildlife keeps me sane – I think

Today I watched a hawk, motionless in the sky except for the beat of its wings, being dive bombed by a group of playful swifts, those aerial acrobats, who swooped and plunged past the hawk sometimes passing no more than an inch from its beak, other times soaring up from below, like a cloud of angry gnats, until it moved off. I doubt it represented any threat to them, but more a large unmoving target to play with, they being unable to hover like that. Unlike the crows who vociferously saw off a fox who happened to be going through 'their' territory and who they plainly considered a threat to their young, the swifts made no sound, but performed extraordinary twists and turns, like gymnasts taking their turns to show what they could do. Yesterday, during the daily swift feed over our large lawn, one flew low and straight under a vehicle parked in the drive, reminded me of pilots showing off flying under bridges. Another top gun!

The birdlife is plentiful, I suspect because of the twelve mature trees that ring the garden. They also attract squirrels, who do their damndest to prize open the squirrel-proof bird feeder for the peanuts, and have actually twisted and cut steel wire mesh in their determination to get at the nuts. Perhaps if we leave a bowl around to help themselves from they'll leave the bird feeder alone; probably not as they seem to have unlimited capacity to feed. All the beech nuts from last autumn have long gone getting them through the winter [winter is bad, this blog could well turn into a survival blog], so nuts are probably most rare now, and along come these humans and start hanging them everywhere! It seems that the non-flying squirrel can still get to all places a bird can to which we can attach food and take it. Typical Americans.I had expected to find our indiginous red squirrel this far north, but clearly the grey invaders have moved in up here also. It's not their fault, humans introduced them and they just do what comes naturally; build a home, have kids, eat whatever is going, have more kids, build more homes, have more kids. Much like humans really.

The deer are much more shy and at the frst sign of man or dog from two hundred yards away they are off, springing and pronking like African gazelle up the hillside. Lately they have been mostly absent, no longer walking past the garden in a group, although I occasionally see one springing away when the dogs haven't spotted it due to the lush undergrowth. I suspect their absence may be the result of youths moving in on quad bikes, those infernal machines that were a gift to louts everywhere. Once the weather turns cold they will be back sheltering in their nests watching footie again and the deer will probably return to graze the rich flood meadows.

The world continues to fall apart, and there are too many issues to give a shit about, so I can feel myself shutting it off, losing interest, not bothered about expressing an opinion. I watch it all of course, and predicably the world of man is going downhill at increasing speed as I have predicted countless times. I want only to speak for the animals now, all the rest is primate crap and unworthy of attention. The Titanic is on course for the iceberg...

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April 22 2010

It's been some time, I hadn't realised how long, since I wrote anything here. Life's demands have increased recently, and my writing muscle has been tucked away unused. Blogs seem to become increasingly irrelevent, and I doubt many stop by to read what I think anyway; the world seems to be Twittering to disaster quite happily.

We moved three weeks ago, 350 miles north to outside Glasgow, and it's c-c-c-cold here! When we left, the snowdrops had long gone and daffodils had replaced them. We arrived to see snowdrops, and since then they have died off and the daffodils have bloomed, and are still blooming. What a difference 350 miles makes. A long time since I've been that cold, and it isn't nice. But we have to harden up, wear more clothes, get used to it.

We are in sight of the Campsie Hills, a range of almost mountain-size hills north of Glasgow still with traces of snow. The wildlife is plentiful and surprisingly calm around us, and we have already started feeding the birds. Magpies and crows are in profusion here, but there's still plenty of others; blackbirds, robins, sparrows and tits, and on the river one day a heron landed like a seaplane, gently touching down at the front of a wake that spread out to the banks, it's unfeasibly long legs trailing behind.

We witnessed an interesting confrontation yesterday. In the field outside the house a cat stood close to two magpies - really, only a matter of a couple of feet separating them. The cat was poised, twitching its tail as cats do when angry/poised to strike, but the magpies appeared unconcerned. Then one walked towards the cat with an aggressive swagger, deliberate footsteps, head held high and large beak menacing towards the cat. The cat turned and moved away, both magpies following, a face down which the birds won. I wonder if this is common with magpies, I do hope so as cats kill hundreds of millions of birds annually and it's gratifying to see there are some who aren't scared, and are in fact more dangerous to the cat. Good for them. The more cats are chased away and put in their place the better.

I'm trying to avoid all election garbage, which is difficult as the media as usual are over the top and treating politicians as if they are credible, intelligent and capable, which none of them are. They are whores, trying the same old promises in order to land well paid jobs still with ample expenses despite what we are told. They are professional liars, always they will say what they think people want to hear, never will they answer questions honestly. They are not to be trusted. Life goes on, and little these half-witted arrogant amateurs do has much effect on it for most people. That's if you ignore the laws they repeatedly bring in to criminalise yet more activities the rest of us choose to engage in, and I do. They are not only incapable of responding to the ultimate challenge homo sapiens is facing, climate change and ecosystem collapse, but are actually working against any solution with their short-termist attitudes and obsession with 'the economy' and growth. None of them have a clue what's going on, and are thus irrelevent and must be ignored as much as possible.

This blog will inevitably become an 'exploring Scotland' tract, with photographs. So anyone interested should pop by occasionally to see if anything interesting has happened. A metal detector could be involved as well as cameras, a telescope and dogs of course.

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The time to move to higher ground link will change from time to time, illustrating how this phrase is becoming more and more common and relevent; from New Orleans, to Fiji to East Anglia to Holland and not forgetting other countries which aren't low lying but which can suffer devastating floods from too much rain, even Native Americans are affected.

I moved to higher ground in 2000 when it was clear that flooding was becoming the norm and climate change was happening now.
On the journey west, we passed flooded fields right across the [UK] midlands, it felt almost apocalyptic.
Since then, floods have become common in the UK and many other countries.

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