Archives for October 2006
They’re out to get us
Hello again.
I’ve long admitted that plants make me nervous and would rather not touch them, thanks. Possibly a borderline botanophobic. It’s primarily the fault of these mobile alien fellas on the left, Triffids, and the threat from their blinding tentacles. The BBC’s adaptation was broadcast when I was at an impressionable age, and its message rammed home when David Attenborough introduced us to the Venus fly trap.
They’re a mean bunch, plants. They’ve got sharp leaves, hairy underbellies and hang out in parks. The hoodies of the natural world.
Today we learn my nightmare is a step closer to reality: a carniverous plant has eaten a mouse. In France. Once this lot get a taste for flesh we’re all in big trouble. Combine that with a belief in plant karma, in which I’m in considerable debt having destroyed far more green life than I’ve nurtured, and I’ll be sleeping less comfortably tonight.
Having been away a while there is more to say on other things, but excuse me whilst I deadlock the garden door.
