A wicker basket. Sturdy. Durable. Excellent cost per wear/use. So what did we do on this glorious earth? Create the plastic bag. Brilliant. Utterly brilliantly stupid!
The original bag for life works. I know you can’t fold it up and oh heavens you have to remember to carry it. Honestly when did we get like this?
Plastic is polluting our oceans. Swimming with dolphins in the future may involve seeing a 1987 Tesco bag floating past. Doesn’t feel right does it? I try to refuse (no pun intended) carrier bags as much as possible. Of course sometimes we get caught out. Sometimes we want a gift bag type thing but for a handful of things from the corner shop? Really?
Many plastic bags carry biogedradable labels or declare they are made from so many per cent recycled products. These are really paying lip service. We need to change. We can change. We see them as an endless resource. They are made from oil.
Perfection is I’ve found damn hard. It keeps moving the goalposts. Very sneaky. I swear evil twin fairies help em out at night moving those goalposts *shakes goalposts*
So maybe let’s not aim for perfection. Let’s aim for better. One less carrier bag each a week, a month or whenever soon adds up.
A visit to this wonderful place (deets below) has made me so inspired. To do things simpler. I have a way to go. But if you see me carrying the basket pictured with white gloves and a polka dot ensemble – well just don’t mock me ok? Well ok then mock me – but I must warn you I’m armed with a very sturdy wicker basket! *shakes basket*
The Willows & Wetlands Centre
Have a brilliant day,
PS: Not sponsored to write this. I love #BritishMade products.
PPS: Ok, ok. I love Wicker baskets. And white gloves.