Miles Harvey

Friday morning and my walk to breakfast. This is all rubbish. Bags, plastic bottles, wrappers, cans and everything else. It’s sat floating in huge patches all across Paddington Basin, London. It can also be seen across the whole of the 2000 mile canal network. Every year at around this time, the water warms slightly and all of this stuff that was on the bottom of the canal rises to the surface. What CRT who manage the canals could do, is drive their specially designed boats up and down the canal and skim all of this rubbish off and dispose of it properly. Of course, what they actually do is nothing. But I’m not blaming them for throwing the rubbish into the canal in the first place. That’s down to thousands of selfish individuals. People who don’t care. People who shout save the planet and then carefully place their plastic coffee cup on a window ledge when they’re finished, because they can’t be bothered to walk to a bin. It then blows from that ledge into the canal. Others just chuck it directly into the canal. Very sad that those people exist. Sadly, the mess they create also exists. Anyway, have a super Friday folks.

At Auschwitz, thousands of shoes remain behind glass. Each pair belonged to someone with a name, a family, a life. They were taken upon arrival. Most of their owners were murdered. The shoes endure as quiet witnesses, proof that the victims were not numbers, but people.