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Thursday, 10 November 2011

The rich/poor divide. (Or how David Cameron is sitting on a time bomb)

Sometimes it feels like it would be easy to just give in.
Bugger the values and the moral and the beliefs, time to throw in the towel and slip back into society like a grinning dog with the remains of regret still dripping from its lips.

Too dramatic?

Meh.

Anyway, my point is this.
Although in theory its cheaper to lead a sustainable life in reality its not.

No.

That's not quite right.

Let me try an analogy.

Years ago I heard a radio program about the poor in African shanty towns (can't remember where in Africa, lets just say it was somewhere poor ok?).
The presenter was talking to some women waiting outside a shabby shop, each of them had the equivalent of around 20 pence gripped in their hands.
"Whats it for?" He asked.
"Shampoo!" They said excitedly, explaining that they only washed their hair infrequently because of the cost. When the shop opened they rushed in and all came out with tiny sachets of shampoo. The presenter pointed out that if they bought a bottle they could not only wash their hair more often but also save lots of money. At 20 pence a wash what should have been a £2 bottle of shampoo would in reality have cost them nearly £10.
They hooted with laughter at this concept.
These girls saved money for weeks for the luxury of washing their hair. The thought of saving the monetary equivalent £2 was ridiculous to them, unobtainable, an obscene amount of money to hand over in one go when they had food to buy for their families.
"...And besides." One retorted. "What if I bought the whole bottle and someone stole it? If I just buy one sachet I only have to worry about it until I wash my hair see?"  

And this is my problem.
Sometimes I feel like the woman buying the single sachet, even though she knows it makes no sense financially.

When you're on a budget every penny is accounted for.
Magazines are not thrown without thought into the shopping basket.
Shoes are bought only when you physically need a pair, not because they look pretty.
Trips in the car have to work to make it worth spending money on fuel, so its never a trip to the park, but a trip to the park via the shops, the garage, the hardware store and the chemist.
None of these are BAD things of course, but it doesn't really stop there.

The catalyst came last week when I was putting in my greengrocer order.
Now The "Green" Grocer is an amazing little independent grocer I use for all the specialist stuff I can't get in Tesco. Its jam packed with organic, fair trade, cruelty free and vegan fayre.
They can order goods in for you via the Suma website and deliver every Wednesday for a small charge which means I don;t have to drive into town.
They also run a veg box scheme at a very reasonable price and last year I made good use of it, but stopped it by late spring as we had so much growing in the garden.
Now winters nearly here I thought about starting it up again..... But after doing the sums I had to sadly decide I couldn't.
I just could not afford to.
But its not just that.
More and more the big supermarkets are stocking some of the more specialist foods and working on a tighter than tight budget if I find my brand of vegan mayo 20p cheaper I'm gonna have to go for it.

This frustrates the hell out of me because I really want to support small, local shops and I know damn well there's plenty of people out there with the money to do that who don;t give a rats arse.
It's my dream, if I ever became rich, to do all my shopping there.... no way I could even try and do that on the income we have now.

Even shopping at Tesco isn't without its problems.
At least 60% of the money I spend at Tesco is on fruit, veg and orange juice.
Now if you have kids you'll know that pieces of fruit can often end up only going for a day out in your child's lunch box, coming home bruised, battered and pretty inedible and definitely not eaten.
I would hazard a guess that a 1/4 of all fruit and veg I buy is not eaten, that is, it comes home in a lunch box or is left of a dinner plate.
Luckily I have dogs and chickens so I can be fairly sanguine about it, but its easy to see why some people fill their trolleys with cheap food that is guaranteed to be eaten, even if that means value range chips and cookies.

Its all very well for the government to shake their heads at the "uneducated poor", stuffing their kids with junk food and berating them for being fat.... How shiny it must be in your ivory tower Mr member of parliament, how wonderful to live a life where you probably have no idea how much your groceries cost.
It helps none that the supermarkets are paid to push branded items on their offers, and the big brands are always junk food. Oh yeah, they put a few token fruit and veg in there, but its still buy one get one half price on Papaya or BOGOF on chicken nuggets, what choice is that for the struggling parent who knows no better?

Anyway, looking at our last grocery bill I tried to work out where I could cut back.
The horrible truth was that I was going to have to spend less on fruit and veg. It's not a choice I want to make. Our shopping isn't full of frivolities, no interesting desserts or meals for one, no crates of alcohol, no stacks of snacks....It's pasta, rice, beans, basics, staples, THAT'S what grates.

So now comes the tricky task of cutting back on what I see as basic food rights and juggling things so that health and nutrition isn't affected.
But thank you Mr Cameron.
Do think of us while your children tuck into their organic hotpot.
      

Friday, 21 October 2011

Adapting and some catching up.

Its been a long time since I posted anything here.
Real life has a way of stopping you doing all the fun stuff, but thats not the whole reason. This year I just didn't feel like I had anything new or insightful to share and so would occasionally I'd find myself with my fingers paused over the keyboard waiting for inspiration and finding none would come.

One of my most time consuming activities this summer has been writing. You can read more about that on my other blog The Scribbled Mess. Don't be alarmed by  the adult content warning, its safe for work, no nasty pictures I promise!  

Anyway most of this year has been about working out our available time for growing food and maintaining the land and has found us woefully lacking.
Our main problem is keeping on top of mowing the grass around the beds. Our very wet summer meant a perpetual circle of wet grass that grew longer and longer so that even when we had a rare dry day the grass was still too wet to cut.
There are many times in the past I have silently wished for a "normal" sized garden, even more so when I can no longer see the raised beds for what passes as Scottish jungle.
Although we've talked about it in the past we've never got round to laying a surface around the beds (like bark or gravel) purely because of money restraints. Our plan is though (after we finally attack the jungle!) is to lay paper feed bags around the beds and start dumping the wet shavings from the stables in leu of traditional bark. This isn't as yukky as it sounds. we'll be separating the horse poo and depositing that in the muck heaps and raised beds and so long as you don't make the wet shavings layer too deep the weather soon dissipates any smell. We did something similar a few years ago for a pony riding arena and the plus point is also that the paper and shavings will rot down in time, so are not as permenat or as long term damaging as treated bark or chippings.

Theres also the problem of the dark summers we've been having the last couple of years, almost constantly overcast.
The first few years we lived here we were blessed with a run of beautiful summers and the small inroads we made into gardening where stupidly fruitful.
Think three courgette plants and more courgettes than a person could ever eat EVER! However they really don;t seem to like a dimpsy wet summer and this year I had ONE courgette... I mean... come on...
A big problem is not being able to plant out early. with frosts that can be harsh enough to kill a tender leaf plant like that as late as the 2nd week in June I'm constantly left with two choices... Risk it (and it never works) or try to grow in the green house then plant out. But my green house is small and also home to many othe plants in a similar situation and so they get pot bound and once they're planted out they do nothing for a few weeks while they re-establish themselves... And then its October and frosty again.
Of course the answer would be a nice large polytunnel but again, money (or lack of) is the problem.

It wasn't all doom and gloom though.
For the first time ever I actually managed to grow tomato's.
Carefully grown from seed on my windowsill (in February!) and then planted in the green house, for a few weeks I didn;t have to buy a tomato. Next year we're going to make a designated tomato house so that they get maximum sun for as long as possible, our greenhouse being in shade for some of the day.

We also had a nice outcome with the hens after a bad start to the year.

This year we lost all but Sally and Blossom and the two of them looked very unhappy about it. Then Blossom went broody and because she wasn't listening to my pleas of the impossibility of virgin births, I finally put a couple of eggs under here that we'd been given (to eat!) by a friend.
I didn;t really expect anything but a few weeks later we had two chicks! Which was pretty amazing and dare I say it, made us feel almost like "real" crofters.
The chicks are now bigger than "mum" and are likely to be HUGE, but they still try to bury under her at night!
We were also given a pair of hybrid POL who are leggy and robust, so here's hoping 2012 is a bumper egg year.

The chicks, about a week old. 


With "Mum" Blossom.


..... erm... They're actually quite a bit bigger than when this was taken about two weeks ago!

The whole flock. This group really get along well, no fighting or bullying, a joy to watch.
              

Thursday, 23 June 2011

Well slap my wrists! Heres some pictures to keep you happy !

My goodness I've been slack of late!!! Lots going on, as there always is this time of year. So to say sorry I took a bunch of pics around the croft to show you whats going on :)
Enjoy!



Jenny dog waiting for me to come out. The Front of the house has been getting an extensive overhaul the last few months, its now looking much less of an eye sore! 


Jenny and Merle in the front herb garden. Kim built this for me this spring and its slowly getting filled with herbs. Some of the Thyme and Sage is even grown from seed on  the windowsill over the winter! 



This year I planted lots of pots and beds with wild flowers to attract more incects.


Elder flowers waiting for a sunny day to be picked!


Yes. That is a toilet cistern! We follow the three R's up here!


Growing lots of sunflowers to use primarily as bird food in the autumn.


It hasn't all been rosey in the garden. We've had major tree problems, namely coral fungus. 



Hens are laying 2 eggs a day at the moment. Sadly we lost two last month and are down to four hens again.


Sally aka Purple chicken, escaped to come and see what I was doing in the veg garden.

Lots of DIY planters made this year. Curly kale growing in this old feed trough.

Salad in this old wheel barrow.

Rocket in a supported bit of black plastic.

The new rhubarb bed has exploded!!!!






More wild flowers

Jerusalam artichokes.

A no dig experiment with potatoes this year!


Two old tractor tyres utilised to grow courgette and pumpkin in.


Onions, salad potatos and garlic.


Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Facebook!

Facebook gets a bad rap a lot of the time.
Even though 200 million world wide use it, it seems that its not done to admit you use it or even (horror) enjoy using it!

Nice Grown Ups Middle Class People like to look down on Facebook as something which people with too much time on their hands poddle about on. They think its for kids or for 40 year old men living in their Mums back bedroom.

So you see, its easy to get a little paranoid about using it. Keeping quiet about your online life seems to be the "Adult" thing to do.

NGUMC people like to laugh about "pretend" friends and throwing sheep at other FaceBookers (which... sorry guys.... dates you. No one has thrown a sheep for about 2 years ;)

The thing is, social networking sites like Facebook are multi layered, and like real life, you receive as much as you look for.
For sure you can waste hours of your life setting up virtual farms or zoos and trawling through the news updates of 1500 "friends" but you can also make FB work FOR you.

They key word here is Network.
FB was set up as an online networking site.

Through joining groups/pages and commenting on posts, you start dialogues with new people.
Some of my dearest online friends I have met this way.
Some of my real life friends I have met this way as well.

I now have a small network of friends who support my ideals as I in turn support theirs. We share gardening tips, vegan anecdotes, parenting ups and downs, horse woes and yays, artistic critiques.

I don't "poke".

The novelty for that wore off years ago.



Through FB I have met some amazing and inspiring people, not just online but in Real Life too.
I've swapped, bought, sold and gifted items and had the same back.
I've found work through friends of friends.
I've wallowed in the ideas pool and taken all I can carry.
I've even got chickens through FB!

There's also the human interaction thing as well.

When you're at home, either working, taking care of kids or whatever, there is often a real lack in "adult" conversation during the working day.
Sometimes just venting on a status (Arrrrggghhh!!! Clients cancelled and messed my whole day up!) can means that the one or two people who comment back sympathising or giving you their own tale of woe, can buck you up a little, make you smile.

Sometimes I think the scoffers simply don't understand it.
Its easier to deride something you don't get than admit you find it confusing.
Like the Greek philosopher who derided the written word as the downfall of youth, for words written down would dull the minds of those who won't need to remember things, they see something this popular as only bad for intellect in general.

For every FB group that is childish or mean, there are many more that are welcoming, informative, charitable and giving.

Still not convinced?
Heres a few examples....

http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_169517559727246&ap=1 Eco interest FB group.
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_145907615465178&ap=1 Friends of container gardening, helping villages in Malawi.
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_173747075997223&ap=1  eco urban sustainability.
http://www.facebook.com/home.php?sk=group_108016595941197&ap=1 Pay it forwards, being nice for being nices sake :)

So want to connect?

My FB page , come along and say hi! Just remember to leave me a message, I don't add people who don't introduce themselves first!  ;)

There's always the block button for weirdos and stalkers ;)  







 

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