If you were to doubt, in any way, the problem our world has with plastic – a beach litter-pick is both catharsis and enlightenment. Two hours, a dozen or so volunteers and a truck load of washed-up rubbish – a feel good way to spend a Saturday morning. This was Tan-y-bwlch beach, Aberystwyth and had only been litter-picked a matter of weeks ago. The pile in the bottom pic was the tally after 2 hours. By end of the day on Saturday 450kgs had been collected. Breathtaking. Thanks be to Aberystwyth Beach Buddies for their organisation.
aka Die Türen von Wernigerode
A visit to family in the Harz mountains, Saxony-Anhalt last weekend brought about an obsession with the town’s doors. Next week: The roofs of Goslar.
He lives by our back door. He likes people, blades of grass and flower bulbs. He also likes the limelight. I suspect he has not long for this world.
Off to the aeroplane hospital you go. Hopefully to emerge transmogrified in time for Ludlow Fringe Festival. Courtesy of Matt Smart Sculptor.