First things first: British film-making adventurers have discovered the world’s smallest parrot in Papua New Guinea. The buff-faced pygmy parrot is roughly the size of a hummingbird, and substantially smaller than many of the insects it cohabitates with. Brilliant.
In other news, how about this: let’s remove all the heels from sliced bread and donate them to charity. I’m not suggesting some sort of grainy guerrilla act, so don’t barge into your local supermarket and start sorting slices. But what if heels could be separated from the loaves during the packaging process, and re-routed to people in need?
Think about it. How many bread heels have gone moldy in your cupboard? How many have you thrown away, or fed to the ducks? Do you even eat bread crusts? (If not, you should depart this blog now. Voluntary crust consumption is a must for civil society.)
I’m not too fussed about heels either way, but even my bread goes fuzzy occasionally. And sometimes, I find myself actively avoiding making toast if I’m nearing the end of a loaf. Sad, but true.
This is a serious proposition. Heels add little value to the consumer product known as sliced bread. I doubt many people would miss them. But think how many sandwiches those same heels could make if, instead of being thrown away or left to mold, they were given to food charities straight from the outset.
The only question is what to call this bread charity. “Heeling Hunger” is catchy, but may negatively influence general spelling skills. Perhaps something more emotive, like “Organising Against Terrorist Spores” (OATS)? I’m sure you can do better.
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