Old Blog, New Location

I have just transported this blog to this new location. Another tiny step out from the clutches of Google – like a step toward the moon really.

It’s funny looking back over these past posts; written by another entirely different Jo from the one who is typing this now. I have decided to archive the entire blog here, without edits, for reference for myself and others.

Please feel free to comment, and please visit me at my current blog, which is more focused on travel: A Girl and Her Thumb

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Waste

Today I hit upon an ingenious idea: Sharing the cost and space of our recycling box. Ok, now this may not seem like such a radical move, but what you have to bear in mind is that we’re the only people in our whole block of flats that have one. That means that the other… however many people, are just throwing everything away.

You also have to bear in mind that I have an almost pathological hatred of waste. Seeing someone throw something useful away makes me come out in giant itchy boils. That’s why I squirm so much.

It seems to me that our society sees increasingly less as useful. If something is broken, we throw it away. If we’ve had something for a long time, we swap it for a new one, upgrade. What is important to many people is not that they have everything that they need, but that they have the latest version, the newest fashion or just a better one than their friends. Most of the time it’s not even stuff that we need. I don’t *need* a television, a hairdryer or humorous quirky ornament on my shelf, so why the hell do I have them?

One thing I am currently rather pleased with is my recent reduction in waste. I compost religiously, even though I don’t have a garden. I re-use as much as possible, like taking empty plastic containers to a creche for kids to build stuff with. I haven’t had a new plastic carrier bag in months as I collect them from hedges and fences. I refill my olive oil, washing-up, etc bottles and bags for rice and lentils. I’ve found people who will recycle bottle tops, corks and some other stuff so I collect them too and take them to the appropriate places. Any tat or clothes I don’t want goes on freecycle or to the free shop at BUCFP.

the consequences of all this obsessive diligence are that it takes about a month to fill a dustbin liner between the two of us and that we’re only using about a third of the space in our recycling box. It seems like a bit of a waste, which as you know, I hate.

I have written a small notice, complete with doodles, pictures and colouring in and I have pinned it to the notice board downstairs to try to encourage some of my neighbours, few of which I have ever met, to share the space and cost of my box with me. I live in hope.

A Blank Page

There is never anything so exciting, terrifying and ominous to a writer as a blank page. What shall I do with it? What will it become? Will it end up utter shit that in five minutes I’ll delete or scrunch up in the bin? I hope not.
I intended to start this blog on the first of January. A hangover postponed it to the second and I’ve spent the past three days trying to find a sequence of words not yet taken on blogger that I could stand to write under for the next… however long I keep this blog for. I have settled on this one which, as you can see is, ‘A long way from Eden’. A lot of the thoughts that squabble for attention in my mind tend to be about what’s wrong with the world and why, but don’t let that put you off reading, because I think about solutions a lot too. As my thoughts take shape I want to document them, along with the changes that I make in my own life as a consequence.

There are four main threads running through my life that I want to share with you:

  1. My work with Transition Brighton and Hove (find out what that is –>here<–).
  2. My own journey to a greener way of living, with any problems or frustrations that brings up.
  3. The Art of Money-Free Living – Is it possible to live without cash? I’ve been gradually reducing my need for money for the past eighteen months and I intend to find out.
  4. My interest in the workings of capitalism and the connections between social, environmental, political and spiritual issues.

Well dear reader, I hope we shall be very happy together over the next year. Check back often and please feel free to leave me comments so I know that you’re still out there.