Horsham Repair Cafe – Pam comes to the rescue

My green bag zip is fixed!

Pam saves the day

I finally paid a visit to the Horsham Repair Cafe . I nice lady called Pam, who makes all her own clothes (more or less) repaired the zip on my gym bag in approximately ten minutes. Until then I’d been dragging the bag around, hoping my gym kit and togs wouldn’t fall out. Continue reading “Horsham Repair Cafe – Pam comes to the rescue”

Seven green alternatives to micro plastic

Microplastics: what’s the issue?

Wild nettle sandals – Wildweaves

It’s pretty devastating to realise the clothes we wear could be damaging ocean wildlife – and not only that, finding its way into the very food that sustains us.

So being an optimistic greenie I needed to find out which items are doing the harm, what we need to change, and what are the alternatives. Continue reading “Seven green alternatives to micro plastic”

We go wild at Glo Wild

https://www.kew.org/Wakehurst

Every now and then I am reminded how connected we all are to each other. After all, we all come from the same source, however you view it. We come from the same planet! And we have to look after it properly – that’s our project, and it’s clear many millions are now very occupied with this project. Continue reading “We go wild at Glo Wild”

Hate your guts? Brighton’s fermentation restaurants

Brighton has at least one restaurant serving kombucha, and one cafe. We have it at home. But what is it, and is it good for you?

I am reading Sandor Ellis Katz’s groundbreaking book about fermentation, what it’s all about and even how to do it. I’ve already read the first couple of chapters, after which it’s mostly recipes, blah blah blah. No seriously, great for the cookery-minded. I’m going to get through this. Continue reading “Hate your guts? Brighton’s fermentation restaurants”

Travels in Sussex – the windmill at West Blatchington

the windmill at West Blatchington

It’s a 19th century windmill now finding itself on a small traffic island on a residential Hove street.

Behind is St Peter’s Church, complete with tea room, although I left my wallet behind so I’ll have to give the tea a miss.

Actually it’s not quite true I forgot my wallet, but after leaving the house and returning to my car twice to retrieve things I’d forgotten I decided, well, hang it. Continue reading “Travels in Sussex – the windmill at West Blatchington”

How to get rid of monster weeds – and love Planet Earth

 

I’m learning

Do “the Small Footprint Family” actually have small feet? Is a “lasagne bed” something kinky Italians sleep in? Can you get rid of monster weeds without using nasty chemicals? You’ll find all the answers below.

In my eagerness to atone for the sin of spraying just a tiny bit of Roundup on my beloved plants (see my article my Montanto shame) I reached out to social media for assistance – what else does one do? Continue reading “How to get rid of monster weeds – and love Planet Earth”

A moody castle, a stolen priory and a silent cheese and wine party

Lanhydrock, National Trust, Cornwall, England

a moody St. Michael’s Mount, Cornwall

We’re in Cornwall. Today we started off at St. Michael’s Mount and ended up in this non-conversational, companionable evening in front of our laptops.

In between we visited Lanhydrock, erstwhile home of the 17th century Earl of Radnor, nicked from an Augustinian priority and owned by various family branches since until the family died out due to appalling levels of childbirth. The family history bit was all very confusing, to be honest.  Continue reading “A moody castle, a stolen priory and a silent cheese and wine party”

Alone on Black Down, Sussex

These are the last days of summer – warm, peaceful, precious. There’s a storm predicted this afternoon but so far you wouldn’t guess it.

I’ve discovered a bit more of the Downs. Black Down, the highest point in the National Park, acquired by the National Trust for all of us. Continue reading “Alone on Black Down, Sussex”