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Memo to self

All these fish and forests are getting too heavy. The most beautiful weather is happening every day and the day stays light until 9:45 pm (I’m sunburned, dammit). I recognized Carol Shields in Grafton’s Bookstore today — she’s in one of those final stages of breast cancer, yet she was walking, talking, smiling, selling off a pile of books to Grafton’s, before heading to Ottavio’s next door to stock up on Italian comestibles. Grafton’s is an antiquariat — was Shields, as the shop owner suggested, making room at home for new books? Make a sentence with the words bookstore, food, cancer, and survival.

Can’t lay off the fish stories

Africa’s bushmeat trade, which is forcing several rare species towards extinction, is fuelled by European Union policy, according to John Lawton, the head of the UK’s Natural Environment Research Council. Seems the West is overfishing with huge factory-type trawlers far off-shore, which deplete the fish stocks closer to shore where the artisinal fishers work (i.e., the people actually fishing to feed their families and communities), and this is forcing the latter to hunt bushmeat, including rare and endangered species.

Further north, wild salmon stock is declining drastically in Scotland, due largely to the sea lice clustered around farmed salmon sites.