He knew he had tasks to do, the agenda of the day, yet he didn’t feel the usual nagging thoughts in his head, the reminders of what he was missing in his life. This feeling of blankness, nothingness, serenity, simplicity, a sense that nothing was going on, didn’t last long, but long enough to make him wonder

Betty, who has basically known me since I was born, is in her eighties. From the outside if I was to tell people that I was going to stay with an eighty year old women when I landed in the UK, they would probably wonder what the hell was going on there.

“Sometimes my body has gone into seizures.  I lose consciousness.  Witness all my life memories, before being dragged back into this life, unable to see, wondering where I am,…”

We often talk about reducing or changing our habits concerning plastic consumption, and lay the responsibility on the consumer. As a consumer you are asked to use a reusable shopping bag or recycle your plastic purchases, yet not much is asked of the producers…..Read more from me on Linkedin