Ask your Granny about Recycling
After rattling on about sustainability to my mum over the phone, she told me all about the day to day things her generation (and the generations before her) did that would be classed as 'sustainable' now, but back then it was just life. I asked her if she could write a little blog post to give a new perspective on sustainability and this is the result! A lovely poem summing up life back in the good ol' days ;)
Little did we know in 1959
That we were eco-friendly hanging nappies on the line.
We recycled the morning newspaper not just for fish and chips,
But to parcel all our rubbish the peelings and the pips.
In our house was an open fire, not the easiest to make
And some had fires that powered the oven to cook in and to bake.
The rubbish bin was made of tin, no sign of any plastic.
If our clothes wore out they were patched and darned and held up with elastic.
The ozone layer was still in place so we could play out in the sun.
No creams or oils to protect the skin made playtime much more fun.
No video games or computer screens or TVs in the room,
We were climbing trees and riding our bikes, until it was time for home .
The roads were then much safer as there weren't so many cars ,
The light pollution wasn't so bad we could appreciate the stars.
Our holidays were by the sea only the wealthy went abroad,
That was if Dad had time off work whatever we could afford .
We didn't need to dig the front garden to make a concrete base,
There was plenty of room to park on the road , we could always find a space .
No need to dig up trees and fields , for the supermarkets to be built,
The shops were local or in the town, there was no survivor's guilt.
We didn't know any different, there wasn't the same temptation,
But the world moved on in the years to come all in the name of creation.
Written by Barbara Brayshaw