I have been fascinated by the trailers on TV for the current series about Africa by David Attenborough.
A picture taken from our house window today. There was less snow when I took Nick to the station at 7am but then it started snowing heavily. It has just stopped at 12.30, lunchtime.
This has nothing to do with the post, just thought you might like to know!
Without watching a single programme I knew that the photography would be amazing, the scenery would be breath-taking and the animals just fantastic.
I also knew that it would probably have me in tears but I somehow felt I ought to see it, Mr Attenborough being something of a national treasure.
So with a little trepidation I turned on the TV this evening and watched enthralled as an amazing bird called a shoebill caught catfish to feed its young. Then the smile disappeared from my face when the camera captured the moment when one of its starving babies was neglected by the mother in favour of its stronger sibling, who attacked the poor weakened little thing by pecking at it viciously.
It was the image of the little bird, staggering towards its mother for help and food, only for her to step over it and feed the stronger bird that did it. I turned it off.
You can see the episode on i-player here, if you can access it. Get your box of Kleenex ready.
Apparently the BBC received numerous complaints about a previous programme which showed the harrowing scenes of a mother elephant grieving for her dying calf. I didn’t see it but you can read about it here.
Maybe I’m a complete wimp but I just don’t have the stomach to watch the suffering of animals on TV. We all know that the animal kingdom is cruel as well as cute and fluffy, and It’s always the babies or the weak ones that get it. I could never be a vegetarian or a saviour of animals, like Ms Bardot, but I don’t want to see them on the worst day of their lives either. It’s just the same with humans – I don’t seem to be able to cope with seeing other people’s tragedies these days, even if it’s fiction.
So Africa is not for me and I won’t be buying the DVD, however wonderful the camera work or the scenery.
At my age I have come to realise that I can’t save the world all by myself or by worrying and having nightmares about it so I’d rather just do the cute and fluffy if that’s ok.
Is it just me?