I have been playing with playdogh with Jean as she has become interested in my fimo exploits! My plan though it is unlikely to work is that this is Jeans Playdough and this is Mummys playdough (yes your right not going to work but hey its fun trying!).
We sat there at her little table with it but she got upset when I mixed colours to make eggs and stuff - she seemed more interested in putting it all back into the pots (unfortunatly she did try to shuv it all into one pot which was interesting). However she did sort of grasp the idea of putting the stuff in the little moulds that come on the lids. It was fun 🙂 - though I did discover that playdogh is actually really difficult to modle - really difficult!
Having looked into this a bit more I discover that a lady up the hill from us did indeed used to feed resturant waste to her wormeries but that she had to give the business up.
Why?
Becuase she could not sell the compost.
Why?
Becuase we import stuff cheaper than she could produce it for. Why are we importing compost? And she said it was from the Netherlands I think (well around there somewhere) - this concerns me as I bet it is peat we are actually importing and the peat bogs are a bit of an endangered habitate plus it is the cold climate carbon sink (like the rain forestests only for cold climate - peat is made from moss you see and it takes ages for it to all stake up like that and make peat.)
This is even worse when you think about the fact that we will be using lots of fuel to ship the stuff over - now I like international trade but things like this annoy me - there is no reason to import this stuff 🙁
Someone pointed out we have land which we could use for this perpose - for a start the land is not currently ours it belongs to Al's family but not directly us. Plus having spoken to this lady I think that we'd have trouble doing more than 30 resturants.
Still it is now on my todo list for when we have a) free time and b) money.
I am actually wondering about the practicalities of producing alcohol for non-culinary uses from such waste plus what of the volitile gases like methan etc... Maybe with the help of a chem eng student or three we could design some big ol' bacteria compost muching vats with pipes and what not to syphon stuff of?
This is obviously a new idea so it is not well thought out and there's bound to be fifty million problems but still its worth thinking about surely?
p.s. people feel free to still this idea and run with it though let people know about it and dont get your pantent locked in a safe so no one can do anything please?
Idiocy - true idiocy.
Today I walked past several resturants who had their waste out ready for collection - now for a start there was so much of it, it was spilling out of their bins and secondly what should I see but lots and lots of food scraps - salad etc...
Why is this compostible stuff being wasted when we are still mining the endangered habitates of the peat bogs for gardening?
This is idiocy on many levels - there are bacteria composters which would surely be safe for restruants as they are sold as safe for the kitchen? If the individual restruants can not be held accountable for this gross negligance then what of the the refuse company and council? Why are restruants not given special bins? Have they been and they are just not using them?
It disturbed me how much glass appeared to be mixed in as well - sigh.
All this food waste results in putrescible waste i.e stuff that goes putrid, stuff that can go liquid and leach or ooze its way out of the landfil sites and contaminate the water etc... This is a major problem in the waste disposible industry to the point of millions being spent on lining the pits to prevent this oozing - but what a waste of resources and money all round. Not only would most of this stuff make good fertilizers reducing the need for man made stuff but it cuases so many contamination issues it is untrue.
Again this is an example of humans who should know better being so stupid it is astounding.
I'm going off to drain our wormery now and sulk.
I was awoken today by a baby brandishing a much scribbled on envolope and in fact she was still scribbling and indeed - she refused to give over what Daddy inisted she had for Mummy!
After a bit of wrestling and a little bit of a winge Jean gave me the lovely card she picked herself in Tescos - apparently it was the shiniest one there - fortunatly its purple shiny 🙂 So obviously she knows my tastes already!
She'd signed it herself too - there was a lovely scribble - an improovement on last year ink foot and hand print!
She had also made me a presant at nursery which was also wrapped in purple paper!!! How did they know?
It's that poem about sticky finger prints everywhere that i remember David (my brother) coming home from Playshcool with. It was surrounded by her hand print in gold paint and laminated with a glittery hanging up thing!
I've put it up in the bedroom as I was feeling sentimental!
Today has actually been a veryu strange day what with snow, torrential down pours, hail and lovely warm sunshine? Then ontop of that some ponys have moved into the paddock - fortunatly they have coats on or rugs or what ever they are called as it really begain snowing heavily just as they had finished moving them in!
Poor Jean was mistaken as a boy yet again! The owner of the ponys assumed that the blue baby grow and blue coat meant she was a boy.
Actually Jeany had a bit of a nasty fall today 🙁 She was running along the drive and had a bit of a dive bomb, wham straight on her beak - she has a graze and bump to show for it. We were really worried as when she got up again she appeared to not be able to walk and kept falling over. Thinking that she must have hit her head really hard we scooped her inside to have a proper look - this was when Al found that her wellys were mysteriously full of stones!
No wonder she couldnt walk - they must have been working their way down the wellys. Jean really likes stones and rocks she's even trying to smuggle them into the house now!
Jean, Sarah | sarah | 
Thu 22nd Mar 2007 12:51 pm | 
Comments (0) 
Subscribe