What if I refuse plastic bags for my fruit & veg? 

No one’s noticed a million rolls of plastic bags in our supermarkets? And why I like Lidl

what we’ve never noticed millions of

Everyone knows about plastic straws, everyone knows about plastic bags, but no one seems to have noticed about a million large rolls of plastic bags the supermarkets want us to wrap our loose fruit and veggies in.

I don’t need to take this, I say to myself. I purchase 100 paper bags from the Paper Bag Company – how hard was that? My last supermarket trip crossed the line. Why don’t they supply paper bags in these days of real concern? Continue reading “What if I refuse plastic bags for my fruit & veg? “

I love my brand new 1940’s shave

Super Fusion Birch Wood shaving set by Taylor’s of Bond St, £369. Mine was 98% cheaper

Also featuring “how not to cut yourself shaving” 

Last month I decided to go back to the safety razor, the same thing my father used, and quite likely his father before him. I stopped using plastic razor blades supplied by Gillette.

The blade is stainless steel, and has been since 1965. Did my face become a patchwork quilt of minor cuts and other shaving errors, as I had feared? To begin with, yes – to a point, but I soon learned the art of the safety razor – and inevitably, I started to enjoy it. Would I go back? No. Continue reading “I love my brand new 1940’s shave”

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”

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”

My Monsanto shame, but what’s the alternative?

the item in question

What was I thinking? When Steve from the allotments next door came by he caught me red-handed spraying Roundup on some weeds I’d been unable to pull up.

Living next to allotments I should have known better than to try it on. Even though I only used it for the really hard-to-get-rid-of diehard weeds, and hardly ever at that.

I’m a killer. I just didn’t know how else to get rid of them. Continue reading “My Monsanto shame, but what’s the alternative?”

Suddenly I’m a cookery writer

What to do with our apples?

cinnamon sugar with London Times and chopping board

I have become a cookery writer, a role not totally suited to me as I know next to nothing about cooking. Still …

Last week I mentioned the bucket of apples from our garden Sue had picked and I had sorted. OK, I was going to write about it “tomorrow” but as we all know tomorrow never comes and things got in the way, so here we are. Continue reading “Suddenly I’m a cookery writer”