Damien Enright: Castaway, and trying to avoid exploding whales

"Back in the day, a noble savage or a stoned hippie might sit and watch the post-sunset sky"

Last week, I wrote about a Cuvier’s beaked whale killed off our La Gomera coast by sharks or orcas and washed onto rocks at the mouth of a secluded beach. It had to be moved before it began to smell.

When my son went to photograph it, a lady standing behind me said in good English with a German accent. “Oh, he must be careful! It will burst!”