The Lives of Crustaceans

Today I made prawn sandwiches for lunch – mashed avocado spread on on slices of fresh corek, topped with handfuls of cold water prawns with a dash of lemon juice and a grinding of black pepper.

As I scattered the prawns, I was struck by the thought that each of those little pink things had been a creature with a life of its own, albeit probably a short and somewhat uneventful one.

And then I wondered whether whales ever have similar thoughts about the hundreds of thousands of krill they swallow every day.