I have had the pleasure of never having to go through a break-up and I hope it stays that way.
It's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all, Nil.... Or so they say.
A sperm whale got stranded on one of the marshes where I work last week. It survived until the following morning, but when the tide came in its efforts to free itself only drove it futher up the shore. It was quite sad seeing it thrashing about, and then it died on the following low water. Now it's stuck just where I go off to collect my mussel samples. All the creeks are full of decomposing blubber which has begun to stink already. I'm rather hoping it washes back out to sea before the weather gets hot. I'm not looking forward to having to pass 30 tonnes of stinking flesh each week.
That's three whales washed up in the last year in the Wash. We're not supposed to even get them in this neck of the woods. Just another sign of how we're managing to mess up the world I guess.