Museum of Miniature Found Objects

Here's an impression of the experience of walking in Clissold Park, near where I live. Some years ago there was a vast terrapin population living in the New River, which runs through the park. On sunny days the terrapins would climb onto the river banks to doze in the sunshine. Then the local council decided to remove them as they were not a species native to the British Isles. Sadly, the council did this in the clumsiest way possible, which resulted in terrapins fleeing onto nearby roads, with inevitable results. On sunny days when I walk by the river, I think of them, one on top of another on top of another, ghostly little towers of basking terrapins on the riverbank.