I love my menstrual cup. Just love it. And I say that as a person the just 4 years ago had never heard of them (despite using cloth pads) and then 3.5 years ago heard about them and scoffed, then giggled, then became curious. You see I’ve never gotten on with tampons, they poked, they… Continue reading Choosing a menstrual cup
I would say my first venture into reducing waste was buying my stainless steel water bottle many years ago. I was driving a lot for work, and not drinking enough water as I hated paying for bottled water as well as generating all that plastic waste. In a bid up my fluid levels I scoured… Continue reading Water, water everywhere
Cleanse, tone, moisturise… I never really got the hang of all that. I’d go through fits and bursts of buying all the paraphernalia that goes with it and keeping a routine up for approximately one day then the bottles and cotton wool would sit there on my bathroom shelf making it look, for any passing… Continue reading Scrubby Face
Along with reducing our household waste this year, I’ve been focusing on food waste. This is a definite self improvement practice because I am terrible for leaving something a day (or three) longer than I should and then I just don’t fancy it so ignore it, push it to the back of the fridge and… Continue reading Food waste is still waste
I really don’t want to write a blog post on no-poo, there are hundreds out there each telling you the pros and cons of their preferred method. (I know because I think I read them all before ditching my shampoo.) But I can’t leave it out of #plasticfreejuly since the amount of shampoo & conditioner… Continue reading From shampoo to nopoo
I’m starting my loaf off this morning, a day later than planned, always a day later… I’m determined to perfect my loaf, to make it routine, to always have fresh baked to hand so it’s never “easier” to pick a loaf up at the shop. I’m not the bread king in our house, my partner… Continue reading Here is bread… the staff of life
Once was a time when women welcomed and celebrated the new moon, where they came together to support one another, share wisdom and feast. Then came the times where no-one spoke about menstruation, where it was swept away on a tide of bleached plastic/cotton and ladies wearing white jeans, riding horses… Lucky for us the tides… Continue reading That Time of the Month?