Argh, I've been tagged by Shek to confess how green I am, basically. This is a fiendish tag because, you see, I am not the greenest Mum in the world. Or the greenest person, for that matter. Sometimes the two seem unconnected.
You see, I have always tried to be very green. When I was a child, we lived on an acreage and had dinners where the only thing we hadn’t grown ourselves was the sugar, salt and flour. My Mum hates waste and always got us to buy stuff with no packaging. She won’t even use plastic garbage bags, only paper. So I’ve done my best for most of my life, composting, recycling, buying locally, making things myself rather than buying them. I still try to do all these things, although London life like any big-city life tends to be a bit anti- things like relaxing, composting, buying locally etc.
The spud is in cloth nappies and has been since his first week on the planet. When we use disposables we buy bio-degradable ones. We hand-wash where possible and line-dry in the sun, or air-dry in the winter for the most part. We even wash and re-use wipes – did you know, for example, that you can put a normal wipe in the washing machine and re-use it a dozen or more times before it starts to fall apart?? We both ride motorbikes in town and our spud-friendly family car has a small engine.
The thing is that my family are half English and half Canadian and I've married a Frenchman. This means that on top of our own flights home, there are those of family visiting us. The Spud is 10 months old and has been on 11 plane flights - he'll have to be in those nappies the rest of his life to make up for that - and that's not going to endear him to a future spouse...
No matter how many times we re-use those wipes, we probably have a larger carbon footprint than someone on our same street who buys take-aways in Styrofoam containers every day, smokes, drives an SUV and uses their dryer every day – so long as they don’t take more than one flight a year, they’re laughing.
I know – I know that if we didn’t take those flights, the planes would still go but it hangs heavy and I feel can’t lift my head up in the land of green.
I’m not going to pass this tag along, not because I don’t want to know what people are doing, but because there’s a lot of tagging going on at the moment and I’d hate to burden someone who’s been tagged a lot – however if anyone wants to take up Shek’s challenge in their own blog, let me know and I’ll read.