Take an average plastic bottle. But this time really look at it. Feel the little nobble underneath and at the top of the cap; the sprue. This is evidence that the bottle has been injection moulded. The sprue is the where the plastic has been fed into a mould and when it’s finished that little … Continue reading Rubbish is in the eye of the beholder
A grey rectangle of concrete that runs along the side of our house – it’s where I washed my bike, but never parked our car. It was where I leant over the low, slightly rickety fence to talk to my neighbour. It was a transition place; a way to get to the back door. A … Continue reading It started with a pot..
I’m coming to have a real and visceral hatred of Kinder eggs. My son and I come to these little symbols of everything that’s wrong with the modern world from completely different viewpoints. His cherubic little face lights up as he peels off the foil, but for each of his squeaks of glee my shoulders … Continue reading Kinder eggs represent what’s wrong with modern life
A couple of months ago I bought a pair of trousers, and something about them made me question several things, who had made them, and what was the true cost beyond what I had paid at the till? As with so many things with our economic model, there really was no way of finding out, … Continue reading Sisyphean sewing tasks
I’ve been having a tiny declutter this week. Another five bags of assorted items to go to the charity shop, well, after they’ve sat in the hallway for a week or so, as I’m good at bagging and less good at actually dropping off. As part of the purge I went through the kitchen cupboard, … Continue reading Hang on to your plastic, it might be worth something!