Diary of a Planet Saver: The Story Continues…
August 31, 2007 at 9:34 am
Frances at Glasto this year...holding a plastic bottle...which she has given up to save a planet...
Fun loving Global Cooler Frances Pollitzer is avoiding throwaway packaging for one whole week to save a planet. Here’s how she’s getting on.

Wednesday

It’s the first time I’ve had a clear head since the weekend. Any other post-hangover morning I might don my hood and drink a huge over-priced smoothie – sending a message to the world that I’m not ready to be spoken to yet. Instead, I’m buying a pineapple.

For the third day running I’ve got a knotted-up carrier bag up with me and the nice middle-class queue in my local supermarket look on aghast as I take my one pineapple and unpackaged apples out of the new plastic carriers the checkout girl insists on filling (one bag for the prickly beast, one for two apples) and rummage around for my own crumpled bag.

I leave with a warm glow of eco-smugness and more money in my wallet than if I had bought a smoothie. But later after I’ve eaten too much pineapple I get a funny feeling in my throat. That’ll learn me.

I once worked with a secret hippie – good job, no hairy armpits – who wouldn’t order a coffee until she had been assured it was Fairtrade. That night, inspired by her eco-spirit and despite my furry mouth, I ask the barman what the bar’s recycling policy is. From my own pint-pulling days, I know many bars don’t bother to separate card, plastic and glass from the waste that heads to landfill.

It would otherwise have been two pints of tap water for me but this place serves juice from individual Britvic bottles not Tetra Pak containers. Awesome – because Britvic reuse and recycle their bottles while empty Tetra Paks usually end up in landfill or incinerators, unless you foot the bill of posting your washed and squashed cartons back to the company.

I decline straws – waste of plastic and a respected French dermatologist once told me that drinking through straws is a major cause of mouth wrinkles.

Thursday

Normally I’d exit yoga, take a right and embark on a dictionary-perfect display of ‘multitasking woman’ by walking down the street drinking a take-away hot chocolate from [insert name of cash cow farmer-squeezing coffee chain of your choice here] while using the other hand to hold my mobile phone to my ear.

Today I take a left, enter a Polish coffee shop and drink from a mug while reading the paper. It’s more relaxing, better value and the front of my t-shirt is able to escape unscathed. (If I never eat or drink on the go again I could start wearing white!) I also discover that a group of ravens is called an unkindness.

A thoroughly enjoyable packaging-free morning.

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