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Culture

A Sit-Down with Shrink Scooters

By Cosmo Adair.

It’s 3PM Eastern European Standard Time and the team at SHRINK SCOOTERS are meeting a potential investor on Zoom. Having miscalculated the time difference, they close their laptops and log out. But once the meeting actually starts, Ed realises he’s seeing double. This isn’t a medical condition; rather, he has accidentally opened the meeting in two separate tabs. Panicking, he muted his screen and texted the team group chat. Is it just me, or are there two of me on the screen? When the others replied, Yes, he started laughing out of awkwardness. But he was only muted on one of the tabs. ‘What’s the joke, Ed?’ the potential investor asked. ‘I just went white, panicked, shut my laptop.’ Young and learning on the job, such are the challenges. But such challenges are surmountable. ‘Ultimately,’ Jack pipes up, ‘the meeting was a success.’ He laughs. ‘Maybe we should just get rid of Ed!’ Zac adds. It must be hard work founding a start-up, especially as a university student: but, crucially, Jack, Ed and Zac manage to make it look like a hell of a lot of fun. 

SHRINK SCOOTERS is the UK’s first student-run e-scooter start-up—an achievement they take lightly, self-deprecatingly comparing themselves to some of Durham’s student-led events companies. They’re aiming to have a fleet of thirty Okai ES400As navigating the streets of this historic metropolis by the start of the next academic year (September 2023). In response to the myriad challenges of student mobility in Durham—especially given the recent housing crisis, and the University’s continual expansion up the hill—they came up with a solution: e-scooters. They’re everywhere else in the world, so, why not Durham? As a first year student in Hild-Bede—notoriously detached from the rest of the University by an accident of geography—the idea first presented itself to Jack. Now, one year on, it’s fair to say Shrink has come a long way. 

Once they’re rolled out, SHRINK SCOOTERS will initially only be available to those with an ‘@durham.ac.uk’ email address; it is, after all, a University-based scheme, with five of its six proposed sites situated on University property. Although, if—and arguably, now, it’s more a question of ‘when’—SHRINK’s first year is a success, they hope to expand into the wider public. 

Jack, Ed and Zac (respectively, the CEO, CMO, and CFO) met each other in a 1st year Geography lecture. Arguably, it’s this shared passion which has defined SHRINK’s trajectory. Whether it be Jack’s nerdy obsession with Geofencing (the technology which will prevent rogues from driving their scooters off to Newcastle); Ed’s insistence that I write about their ‘bespoke data set … which looks at the topographies of Durham, the paving surfaces, bike routes, and the socio-economic data of all of County Durham’; or Zac’s visible excitement when discussing SHRINK’s collaborative work with 6 Degrees, a consultancy firm focussed on sustainability, it’s quite clear that Geography is their guiding star. In fact, it’s their commitment to sustainability which has got Durham Council and the University excited: because, as Jack says, ‘when people talk of a bottom-up approach to solving climate change, it’s the smaller projects like this which actually create that kind of change.’ 

One initiative which they’re particularly excited about is ‘SHRINK SAFE’, a response to several reports on Overheard at Durham and Durfess about people’s discomfort at walking back from the library late in the evening. According to ‘SHRINK SAFE’, travel to any of the proposed ‘home stations’ (Hild-Bede, Hill Colleges, Viaduct, and Gilesgate) between nine and ten PM will be free. To ensure the success of this initiative, they’re currently looking at ‘partnering up with a Durham street-safe charity.’

Prior to the interview, one of my big questions was how they’d handle drink-driving: obviously a considerable challenge, given that these e-scooters are targeted at Durham students and Durham students love fun. But as Ed reminded me, all e-scooter drivers are liable to standard Road Traffic Laws. What’s more, they’re exploring the possibilities of using a CAPTCHA-esque system to test drivers on their phones (spelling challenges, identify the boxes containing traffic lights etc.) and have also committed to a 10PM to 7AM curfew, a safety measure offered by few other e-scooter companies. It seems that—as much as is feasibly possible—they’ve got this sorted. 

It seems clear that there’s a gap in the market, one that SHRINK SCOOTERS could very feasibly fill. As Jack himself put it, ‘this isn’t about what people desire, but what they require,’ before succumbing to a fit of embarrassment at having spurted out such a corporate catchphrase. But there’s a truth in it: obviously, for those in Gilesgate and Langley Moor, there are bus routes—but for the mid-length, 25-30 minute commute from the Viaduct to the Billy-B, or from the Hill down to the Half Moon, an e-scooter seems quite a pleasant idea. 

Now, I must shut my laptop. I must walk thirty minutes in the cold, late November rain. As I’m sprayed by passing cars, and my airpods run out of battery, and I remember that I still need to make a trip to Tesco’s, one thought strikes me: wouldn’t it be nice to shrink this journey and arrive home more quickly. Get it? 

@shrinkscooters

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Poetry

My Mother’s Coat

My Mother’s Coat

Beth Blackwell

 

Between the living room and the kitchen

There is a door. 

 

Signatures of my siblings form a road map, 

Stretching from top to bottom 

Sporadic lines like signposts 

Marking the miles of growth.

 

Hung off the back is my mother’s blue coat.

 

Dark navy, 

With ripped sleeves to wipe my tears 

And deep pockets to hold my problems.

 

It hangs, oversized, just past my knees. 

The wool inside gathers in 

                                                 Irregular 

                                                                    Places.

 

This home of mine is spacious 

And a curious little girl shares it with me.

I remember her, 

From a lifetime ago 

And her name is scribbled on the door.

 

She is like me, 

Only her hair is blonde 

And her nails aren’t bitten.

 

In many ways she is not me, 

Except for the home we share, 

Wrapped away in my mother’s blue coat.

 
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Poetry

Lyric

Lyric

Cosmo Adair

 

Love rots away in the footnotes

Of the heart’s biography — 

A musty, damp-eaten, hardback book

In an obsolete library — 

Time sits by, with an abject hand

Fingering a quarter-to-three — 

The ceiling doesn’t brighten now 

And my eyes can’t shut or see —

 

The Moon is at its climax now — 

And sad Pierrot thinks he sees

Lips in the starscape — the arresting

Water ripples in the breeze — 

 

The water (that Great Rememberer

Of things it’s heard so much before), 

Knows there’s one kind, abstract solace

And tempts him to the shore — 

 

The water ripples; paint dissolves

From his quaint and guileless face — 

Oh, what can moon-bitten lovers do

But tear at life’s anfractuous lace.

 
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Culture

Streaming Shakespeare: Could reconsidering our view of theatre soothe funding-cut wounds?

By Sophie Hogan.

The Guardian announced last week that Roxana Silbert had resigned from her position as Artistic director of Hampstead theatre after they suffered a 100% funding cut. Arts Council England withdrew the annual grant of £766,455 that the North London-based theatre had been receiving in an attempt to relocate funding away from the capital. Other institutions that were affected by these drastic changes include the Barbican Centre and the English National Opera. As a result, Silbert decided to step down from her role, and the theatre has highlighted the need for a ‘’change of direction’’, as it will no longer be able to ‘’exist solely as a new writing theatre’’ without the grant. 

The loss of government support for these theatres has been part of a larger scheme of ‘levelling up’ the artistic and cultural aspects of Britain, shifting these creative hubs to more Northern parts of the country. The allocation of funding has and will always continue to be a challenging process for all involved, and there is no doubt that redistributing funding away from the capital city will facilitate the growth of more diverse and accessible theatre. However, it does appear that some venues such as Hampstead theatre have been ‘’devastated’’ by the news. 

Perhaps, then, these funding cuts might push theatres to look towards new, innovative ways of producing plays. Director Simon Goodwin’s 2021 version of Romeo and Juliet embraced the pandemic conditions, creating a play geared specifically towards a television audience. Productions such as these saw huge success during lockdown, with National Theatre streams reaching staggering viewing figures of 15 million, both in and outside of Britain. These methods could continue to be instrumental for theatres in a post-pandemic world, providing greater accessibility at a lower cost for the keen theatregoer. 

It has typically been the responsibility of the productions themselves to shoulder the hefty filming expenses, meaning the theatre for home consumption has mainly been put out by larger-scale shows. However, according to Rupert Goold, artistic director of London’s Almeida theatre, this past summer has seen an increased number of screen versions produced in partnership with companies such as the BBC. He imagines a future which sees digital platforms collaborating with theatres that may be in a similar position to the Hampstead venue, envisioning the industry shifting away from the scarce government funds. He has hope that this could be done but emphasises that it would require ‘’very joined up thinking’’. Could an alliance between local theatres and streaming services solve the problems faced by Hampstead theatre and many others?

Many remain sceptical of theatre-from-home, pointing out the loss of an all-consuming experience that some feel theatre alone provides. There continues to be fiercely polarised debates between theatre purists and those excited by the prospect of streaming, but maybe this is up to you, reader, to decide for yourself. 
I will finish by urging you to watch some of the National Theatre streamed productions, of which a large portion are made available to students through your Durham login. Some personal highlights include: A Streetcar Named Desire, featuring Gillian Anderson and Vanessa Kirby, (2014), Barber Shop Chronicles (2017), and Chewing Gum Dreams, the play that inspired Michaela Coel’s hit TV series, Chewing Gum (also 2014)

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Uncategorized

If You Were a Worm

If You Were a Worm

Izzy Gibson

 
 

Would I still love you if you were a worm?

Your focus fixed on mine with headlight eyes

I am Schrodinger’s roadkill until I reply.

 

“Yes”.

 

I imagine a half-mattress half-soil bed, covers never stolen,

And a cupboard safe from prying midnight fingers,

Half-price trains with my pocket stowaway,

And tobacco packets lasting twice as long.

 

I ignore double takes from restaurant staff who see us connected by a strand of spaghetti half your girth and triple your length,

Comments from concerned friends who join forces with labels from concerned psychiatrists,

Disapproving wriggles as you inform me that I have stepped on your now-late second-cousin,

And accusations of genocide as the dog’s weekly worming tablet wipes out your colleages.

 

You tell me I’m “not taking it seriously”.

I’d evidently failed to acknowledge the grave, impending potentiality that you might, before my very gaze, gain a newfound affinity with soil and shrink into a pinky tangle.

You say that you know I’m a poet,

that poets are serious,

they use rhyme and obscure words

to express their feelings … “seriously”

So I indulge you.

 

“Would I still love you if you were a worm?”

Your focus fixed on mine with headlight eyes

I am Schrodinger’s roadkill until I reply.

 

The beating risk of “yes” or “no” must lie

To punctuate the phrase, ‘your palm, my thigh’.

My moral needle promises to try

To spin to truth in questions polarised.

 

“Yes”.

 

The cliche speaks before me, “I love you for your soul”

And although its true, convention turns it old

And assumes that souls and bodies do not mould and fuse

Until the sinews of your soul flex in your shoes

And express its aura through your hands that choose

To steal my hoodie, as it’s raining on the news.

 

And even if one could perfectly transfuse

That effing ineffable being that is “you”

Out of my clothes, your vans, your twitchy snooze –

Into a worm, I’d still be left confused.

As worms do not have words I know to use.

 

So then begins a tangle of misdirection

As my tone, my tongue, my poetic inflection

Finds in pink tremors of backyard soil no true connection

But blinds both me and you with its reflection –

A sentiment unfelt contorts to rejection.

Left only with remembered laughter at my silicone erection.

 

I surrender to the hypothetical in a crooked bow

As neighbours peek through half-furrowed curtain brows

At my repeated soil screaming unanswered vows:

“I still love you Oli, I did then and I do now”

Unstrirred you labour on as a soil plough.

 

My muddy torment dampens as I know

That placing my 5 foot 7 6 feet below

May be the only means I have to show

The lengths to which my love for you will go.

As you digest my flesh from heart to toe

And use my dead undying love to grow.

I’d give myself to you in one foul blow.

 

I ask if you’d love me if I were a worm?

You respond:

“No”.

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Perspective

Reflecting on my New Year’s Resolution: a brief look into fast-fashion, overconsumption and the importance of sustainable consumer choices

By Annabel Roest.

I knew going into 2022 that my chosen New Year’s Resolution would be a hard one to see through, but I never expected it to be so rewarding. 

The start of the new year marks a chance for us to work towards new successes, a time for us all to reassess our goals and what we want to achieve in the upcoming year. However, it also marks the chance to reflect on our previous New Year’s resolutions.

Last January, I decided to challenge myself to reject the temptations of buying first hand clothing and instead attempt to replace this by only buying pre-loved garments. My mission was simple – I would buy no brand-new clothes except for underwear, socks, and swimming costumes for the next 12 months. I set this goal to reduce my personal carbon footprint and contribution to the negative environmental effects brought about by incessant fast-fashion purchasing. In fact, the fashion industry is considered by the United Nations Conference on Trade and Development (UNCTAD) as one of the most polluting industries in the world.

Sadly, this year it has become obvious to me that fast-fashion is not the only problem. It is overconsumption that is harming the planet. 

Today, we thrive on instant gratification. We can have practically anything we want 24 hours after ordering it, eat whatever we want in under an hour and even find a romantic partner instantly thanks to apps like Tinder.  Our planet simply cannot sustain the waste and pollution coming from this level of production. In a world where everything is so instant, we need to put the brakes on our behaviour and consider if the things we buy will really enhance and enrich our lives, or if it can wait another 6 months – using and making the most of what we already have.

More and more of us are realising the importance of our consumer choices regarding their effects on the planet. According to the Euromonitor 2022 Consumer Trends Report, “there is no gap between climate awareness and intention to act”; an extremely positive sign. This can only lead to greater, more sustainable changes and alternatives going forward. 

67% of consumers tried to have a positive impact on the environment through their everyday actions in 2021, with the likes of myself and many others joining their ranks in the past year. With the rise of the ‘Climate Changer’ consumer trend, green activism and low-carbon lifestyles are around to stay. It is our responsibility to try to adapt our consumer choices to protect the planet. 

Second-hand clothes shopping constitutes part of ethical consumerism by attempting to minimise or eliminate harmful effects to the environment or society by reducing clothing disposal, and on that basis, I felt that this would be a great way of doing my part whilst challenging my self-discipline.

In 2021 I lived in Milan for a period of time for a year abroad from my degree. I was very much a shopaholic and was living in one of the fashion capitals of the world. I was surrounded by gorgeous people wearing amazing clothes and I felt inspired and excited to be around such good taste. I would do regular Zara hauls and check out the new arrivals each week, to make sure I was staying on top of the trends and trying to look (nearly!) as good as the people walking down the streets of Milan. After a couple of months, I began to question the quality of the Zara garments. The plastic shoes would break, and the fabrics of the clothes were not as comfortable or durable as I had expected. A family friend recommended that I check out a couple of the second-hand designer shops that Milan was famous for, my personal favourite being ‘Cavalli Nastri’. This recommendation was probably the biggest and best wakeup call I had. I found amazing pieces for even better prices and began to understand that companies like Zara and H&M, are not only deeply harming and changing the face of the environment, but the fashion world too. 

Zara has advertised itself as a shop selling medium quality fashion clothing at cheap rates ever since it was created. Compelled to research, I discovered that Zara could generate a new design and have the finished product in shops in four to five weeks for completely new designs, or two weeks for changes made to already-existing products. Comparatively, the production cycles of other typical clothing retailers could take up to six months for concept and design and up to three months for manufacture. Small, regular shipments and restrictions on how long products can be exhibited and sold in stores, as well as the company’s insistence that its stores keep a minimum quantity of stock openly visible, all contribute to the feeling that one should “purchase now or regret later.” This kind of trickery is what keeps Zara such a big player within fast fashion. The research I carried out on this topic was deeply shocking. I was part of the problem. 

Upon returning to Bristol in September 2021, I established a partnership with The Emporium of Loveliness, a charity shop who supports the charity Empower the Gambia. Through our partnership, we hosted a series of monthly clothes swaps where young women would bring a minimum of 5 pieces to the swap, and we would put them on a table and start swapping with one another. There was a donation policy for the entry fee, letting people give what they could, and leftover unwanted pieces would then be donated directly back to the charity shop for merchandising. This was an incredibly successful initiative and established a lovely network of like-minded individuals. It encouraged us all to consider our environmentally-conscious future purchasing choices, instead opting to contribute to a small-scale circular economy and avoid first-hand and fast-fashion consumption. I was extremely proud to have worked alongside the Emporium and relished each event, meeting new and enthusiastic faces each time.

Even after moving to Switzerland, where far fewer second-hand shops are readily available than Bristol, I have found some great spots to buy pre-loved bits and have started many conversations with my friends here about making better choices, which don’t compromise their spending habits or preferences but gets them to think before buying, which is something we all should do more of. That was my main aim, to encourage people to think about whether they really need something or are just buying it for the sake of buying. This is because I’ve been there, and now as I sell much of my wardrobe on Vinted, I often kick myself for buying things that I’ve never worn, but at least by reselling on platforms such as Vinted, they will be given a new life and I am also reducing my own personal overconsumption. So, what started at the beginning of 2022, as a fight against fast-fashion, has led me to the realisation that fast-fashion is just the tip of the iceberg. 

Let’s hope that this new year brings about a greater awareness of the need for responsible consumption and production. I hope we can all make better, more informed, purchasing choices. Are you looking for a resolution to help the planet as well as yourself? Think about where your clothes are coming from, and where they’re going. Try out being a better steward of the planet, for this generation and for the many to come.