Veronika Wild

My new toy/experiment -still bit expensive, but read  why almost every home should be a have one I did say food waste deserved a separate post. Well this week,   Craig Reucassel of Chaser fame, has beaten me to it, with the first of his excellent   TV Series “The War on Waste” The good thing   about having a well -known comedian do it, is that it is also thoroughly entertaining, so catch up on it if you can and watch out for the other two episodes which haven’t been shown yet.  Australians currently waste about 38 million Kilogrammes of food each year, about one in five shopping bags worth and that’s growing by 8% a year. At a time when many countries are experiencing famine   – Somalia, South Sudan, Nigeria and Yemen, and some 2 million people in our own supposedly affluent country are going hungry, that is not only indecent, but nothing short of a crime.  Food is wasted all along the food chain – from harvest to the end product that...

Time to recycle the phone (s) Feeling rather chuffed today as I have recycled our assorted mobile phones. In this case it isn’t just doing the planet good either. During February, each phone also buys a meal for someone in need from OzHarvest. Oz Harvest is in the business of recycling too, collecting surplus food from supermarkets and restaurants and redistributing it to the homeless and hungry. Much more could be said on this topic - food waste is in the news, but I will save that for another day.   The Mobile Muster is a voluntary industry funded and government approved program to make sure that their products do not end up as landfill. The valuable parts such as metals and mercury are extracted and the plastics are shredded to make new products. Your phone, chargers, batteries and accessories can all be dropped off at your nearest drop point or brought to Australia Post who will mail them for free, or you can download the Reply Paid Label yourself and send it t...

It 10 a.m.Still sitting here in my dressing gown waiting for my brain to catch up with my body. I wonder who will call today. The last time I tried that, all jetlagged out and recovering from whooping cough, it was the Jehovah's Witnesses. The Postie wanting a signature for a book delivery has caught me twice so far. I am sure he thinks I am a lady of the night or at least a woman who truly has nothing to wear other than a nightie and a dressing gown. Why can't he call on all those other mornings when I am  up bright and early and chirpy as a bird? I look down at my feet. I had a pedicure while I was in Perth and randomly selected some colour for the nail polish. I thought it was possibly a dark blue with sparkles, but it turned out to be almost black with just a hint of purple. I was quite pleased with it though thinking it sort of brought out my inner Goth. That is, until the little girls spotted it. "Gee Grandma, it looks like every one of your toes has been hit with...