On the hottest night of last week I had to get up early and get on a train, and then another train, followed by a bus. My destination was Ilfracombe on the Devon coast. I was looking forward to seeing the large sculpture of a visibly pregnant warrior by Damien Hirst that stands by the harbour. This kind of public art interests me, and the Hirst piece was not a disappointment. Back in the early days of Big Issue, Hirst did probably the best guest edit I have ever seen. He got his mates, like David Bowie and Jarvis Cocker, contributing, and lifted us much higher in the public consciousness.
But my principal target of visiting Devon was to get an early-morning boat to Lundy Island, an hour and a half out into the Bristol Channel. Five kilometres by one in size, it is a vast seabird sanctuary that needs help in staying that way for dozens of species of birds, with the puffin being one of its most famous visitors.
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The protection needs to be upped for birds, as encroachment planned by the Crown Estate of a watery wind farm, and other attacks on its isolation, will upset its delicate natural balance. One of the UK’s major bird sanctuaries, it needs government to boost its protected status.
Along with other parliamentarians invited by the Royal Society for the Protection of Birds, I made the trip with the hope of being environmentally useful. Interestingly, when in my early manhood I was a 24/7 hardworking, self-employed printer, I was an RSPB member and a committed tweeter – or whatever they call a bird fancier.
But then again, I was also a supporter of the Woodland Trust and The Victorian Society, trying to save, among other places, St Pancras station from ruin by neglect; a device often used by powerful bodies so they could pull down and replace with concrete modernity. British Rail was the powerful body. Whereas with the Woodland Trust I was endeavouring to publish a lavishly illustrated book of tree poems. Alas it came to nothing and I think the idea was taken up by others.