Seems like these days every time I open up the diary
page to write, all inspiration flees out the window. But with not many days to
go until the end of the year I think I can keep it up. Well I have to admit
that it has become a bit of a habit now and habits are hard to break.
Apart from a
quick walk to the supermarket around the corner, how handy is that, The Man and
I have spent the day indoors. The weather was clement so it wasn’t that that kept
us in. Sometimes is it nice to be lazy and with our comfy warm flat with its
pretty view why would we be tempted out in the cold. I think the temperature wouldn’t
have gotten into double figures even in the sunshine.
We watched a TV programme a few nights ago about the
amount of rubbish we each create. We have indeed become a throwaway society.
Just about everything we buy comes in some form of packaging, no I take that
back, EVERYTHING comes in packaging
It wasn’t so many years ago that we bought our meat
from the butcher and we took our purchases home just wrapped just paper. The vegies
came in paper bags not plastic and we took our groceries home in our own bags
or baskets. Screws and nails could be bought loose, not packaged up in small quantities
that weighed less than the packaging.
And don’t get me started about the packaging that
toy come in. Too late I am started. Yes it looks pretty and I suppose it does
to some extent protect the product. Hang on a bit shouldn’t toys be sturdy to
put up with the love that children heap into them.
Oh, I must be getting old
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