Well, now I feel bad (and rather embarrassed). Julia Hailes commented on my last post. I guess my response is that I don’t want the people I look to for advice to be less than perfect. I want them to be model greenies. After all, if Julia Hailes can’t be green, then how can I? I suppose I am idealistic and overzealous as only a newbie can be. As for the plastic bag thing, it just goes against all my instincts. The statistics are shocking and go against everything I believed. The Worldwatch Institute also notes that neither plastic nor paper bags are good for the environment, backing up Hailes’s assertions.

I imagine that the ideal solution is to use neither, but rather to opt for almost infinitely reusable hessian / cloth / string bags. Anyway, I am going to get hold of the book, and I will read what she says … and I will try to keep an open mind. I promise.
The mere mention of plastic bags brings on feelings of guilt for me. I do the household weekly shopping online from Tesco (yes, that evil corporate monster that is destroying local communities - I feel guilt over that too), and every week my shopping is delivered in gazillions (quite possibly not an exaggeration!) of plastic bags many of which contain just a single item. I just don’t understand why they do this. The plastic bags themselves are transported in plastic pallets. I do return the previous week’s bags for recycling, but there must be a better way of doing things. We plan on ordering our first veggie box next week, so hopefully we’ll gradually wean ourselves off the convenience of Tesco home delivery.
I’ve been doing a little, informal, uneducated eco-audit of my life. I’ve used online carbon-footprint calculators to figure things out, and I am suitably disgusted by my household results. My Dad flies a lot for business and refuses to off-set, because he claims that off-set schemes are seriously flawed. He may be right, but doing something is better than nothing surely? The house I live in is an environmental nightmare. It’s old and poorly insulated for a start. We have an Aga that has two settings: very hot or off. About 90% of the light bulbs we use are not low-energy. Electrical equipment regularly gets left on standby (not by me though). On the plus side, we recycle like maniacs. I’m not sure whether our wood-burning stove is a good or a bad thing. It heats the house well, and the wood is from well managed sources. My understanding is that wood is a carbon neutral fuel, but a quick search reveals some debate on the pros and cons of wood-burning. I don’t drive, nor do I fly. I use buses, trains and my own two feet. I do get driven places though, like my weekly lunch out with Mum or my occasional trip to the pictures or garden centre with Dad. There is plenty of scope for improvement!
Changing the subject: I slapped on the Marshmallow Vanishing Creme last night. It’s quite solid in the pot, and then when I put it on it seemed like there was an oily part to it which smoothed on well, then a solid part which sat on my skin and was trickier to get rubbed in and absorbed. That’s not a very good explanation, but it’s the best I can muster. My skin didn’t feel especially moisturised afterwards. I think I might have to look for a moisturising lotion rather than cream, my skin must be drier than I thought. Suggestions are welcome.
I lieu of doing any exercise today (because it was peeing down outside and the dog was being awkward … and to be honest I was feeling lazy), I vacuumed. It’s so silly that something so small drains me of all energy. These drugs and this illness are a pain. I woke up with more blisters on my legs. This is getting me down a bit. It did cross my mind that my new healthier lifestyle may be boosting my immune system (not good). Alternatively it could be stress or something totally random.
Dad has me doing some unofficial research on natural disasters in South East Asia. It too is depressing me. It’s so much easier to live in ignorance.
BP: 112/91 (am)