I’m dog sitting at my daughters and put Frozen Planet on catchup and watched the whole series. I’ve always been ok with wildlife programmes even when they obviously show animals being killed because they have to eat and it’s the nature of things. But watching Frozen Planet last night depressed and infuriated me. I dread to think how David Attenborough feels because, like me he knows he won’t be around to see how all this turns out. It was worrying to see Killer Whales preying on Leopard Seals because once a top predator starts to target a different prey it has far reaching effects on the ecosystem. Years ago I had a friend who worked in the Antarctic studying the hole in the ozone layer. When we stopped using that gas in aerosols the ozone layer ( I assume) repaired itself. All these years on and I feel as if we’ve sleep walked into this. Why try to colonise Mars when we have the most beautiful planet possible to live on? Look at how, when we had lockdowns, the earth started to heal itself. Why aren’t we doing more? I despair.