One of the black huts used for selling fish on Aldeburgh beach provided a neat counterpoint to pages 53-59 of W. G. Sebald’s The Rings of Saturn. The tide seemed to be turning on one of the natural histories of destruction described in the book: namely, the herring industry. This was nearly thirty years after Sebald had written the book and nearly a century after the height of herring fishing in the North Sea. Perhaps the point of decline was not so irreversible after all. Yet with Brexit looming, perhaps it is also best not to get our hopes up.