J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

J Karst- Journey Through Recycling in West Berkshire 

This Week’s J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

J. Karst journey in West Berkshire

 

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this guest blog. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. I get involved in trying that little bit I can in saving the environment for the future generations.’

             Another week and yet another lockdown with closed recycling. My sister keeps working hard in an ICU unit and thankfully had her vaccine. Hats off for everyone in the front line. As my own anxiety is bubbling within, the only calming influence is humour. 

            Although the healthcare system is too busy dealing with the pandemic, the local A&E might be missing treating those humans who were attacked by an Inanimate object or presented with ‘strange’ injuries.

            It is known amongst the medical community, that an injured man presented to an A&E who wanted to recreate a correct Christmas present delivery procedure. In case he was to fall off the roof, he tied a long rope to his car and the other end to his abdomen. Whilst he was throwing presents down the chimney his unsuspecting wife, not noticing the rope, drove off to do last minute Christmas shopping. Thankfully he wasn’t badly injured…

            Now we move onto inanimate objects. Many seek A&E treatment for they were seriously harmed by pens, vacuum cleaners, eggs, ping pong balls, cucumber… (don’t have enough space to list them all).  Surprisingly its common for an A&E staff to dislodge a human’s body part from a vacuum hose which attacked their unsuspected owner! 

            Same goes for other mentioned items – it’s strongly advisable to note the location where you hid your Easter hunt eggs as well as pens used to write up Easter/Christmas cards. So many owners get tricked by these naughty items which roll into the precise location for where they sit. The rest you can imagine – a slapping sound of a surgical glove followed by wording ‘please bend over and relax’. On some occasions it is more serious ending up in a surgery. 

            At least there is some hope. Some lucky patients sit on a cheeky chocolate egg which melts by the time they present to an A&E. In this case the medic calms the patient that no untoward effects will be suffered from ingesting a chocolate egg via their rear end. However, think of those unlucky patients being pranked by a hardboiled / plastic egg!

            Medics have regular stern discussions with cheeky biros which place themselves in the ‘bottom line’. They are tricky to remove intact. Not to mention that next day the patient must waddle to the local shop to purchase another pen to finish their cards with. Thus introducing yet another dangerous item into their household. 

            To sum up, please help our A&E NHS staff and ensure that your vacuum, pen, eggs, Ping-Pong ball, tennis balls, cucumbers and so on are properly secured! The dangers are real…

 

J. Karst 

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  1. Karst journey in West Berkshire

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest blog. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. I get involved in trying that little bit I can in saving the environment for the future generations.’

             it’s here, 2021 has entered the world and brought with it some hope and reflection. I hadn’t set any new year resolutions because let’s be honest, I will never stick to them.

A little card which arrived in the post made me think of not the tough year of 2020 but the best years of my childhood. Its’ neat school required standard handwriting was clear indication that it was my best friend’s daughter who has overseen writing of the Christmas cards. Her mother Simona is my longest dearest friend I ever had.

Simona stuck with me through the tough times and was always the beacon of stability that I much needed. As you can tell from the previous blogs, I am a slightly hyperactive soul. Whilst I dreamed of being a pet shop keeper or a racing driver, Simona already knew she will be a medic.

We met at a girl basketball team when 13. Whilst Simona practiced her perfect shots to a higher perfection, I run around like a road runner on smack, throwing the ball about from all angles. Whilst she announced that she structured her education to ensure top marks to guarantee a place in a famous university, I didn’t even consider that I will grow up one day.

It was there at the basketball court that Simona met Tomas, a fit, tallish lad with head full of golden curls. As you already assumed, Simona made decision number 2 – Tomas was the man she was going to marry after her graduation from medicine.

Whilst Simona was head in studies and passing hard exams for Prague Charles University, Tomas was doing a degree in computer science and swapping girlfriends like socks. His golden curls attracted women to him like wasps to a pot of honey. When Simona graduated medicine with top marks, Tomas was working in computing, thinking he should settle down.   

When I was told by Simona that she is going out with Tomas, I thought that it was impossible. When I received their wedding invitation, I really thanked the guardian angel that at the time Simona didn’t announce that she will be a dictator and rule the world; for she would probably achieve it.

Why am I mentioning Simona? Whilst we are all licking our wounds of 2020 worrying for what is to come in 2021, we probably should take a leaf out of Simona’s book. Maybe we should just shout out loud what we will do/become/make ….. and just do it.

I always dreamed of publishing and never thought it will happen. Through lacking confidence, I have pushed through with hard-headed stubbornness and pushed ahead. Only today I managed to get to chapter 9 of my second book where I am applying all that I learned from 2019/2020. Even though all my signing events and chances of any promotion whatsoever were closed/cancelled it still didn’t stop me to carry on with my dreams.

One thing I ask of you all, is to be like Simona, say it out loud what will happen in 2021. Then make it happen even if the 7 plagues of hell descent upon the earth. Eat the locusts, douse the fire do whatever is necessary to stubbornly say that you are unique, and you will do what you wanted to achieve in 2021.

 

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     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     I am sure that everyone is pleased to see the end of 2020, though realistically we still need to be more patient with 2021. Like any new year, they all come with challenges.

     I bet that plenty of you were thinking of your new year resolutions. There were too many to list that I came up with over the years but as many of them failed, I decided to set just one each year – try to be more positive. It’s so easy to think of the glass being half empty!

     Talking of glass half empty, I got myself muddled up on mixing the gin and somehow drunk more of the gin than the tonic. I have managed to stay up for midnight but regretted my drink choice this morning. I should have stuck with an orange juice. The London fireworks weren’t as loud as the gin fireworks inside my head. 

     There is one thing I need to admit, 2020 was the year I became 40. This caused me middle life crisis at the beginning of 2020 but if I am honest, I panicked over all birthdays ending with 0.  

     However, 2020 taught me huge lesson which came in the form of news from my sister, who works as an ICU nurse. Sadly, in 2020 she lost her colleague who was only couple days older than me. 

     I learned that I shouldn’t be cursing the ability to age but that I should be grateful I am getting older. From now on, instead of fearing my growing age, I am planning to enjoy it. That means no more worrying about what I look like in bikinis. Instead I will flaunt my chubby rolls about the beach like I am a supermodel. No more am I going to worry about having the odd grey hair neither the growing wrinkles. 2021 bring it all on….

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      ‘Welcome to the new edition of this week’s Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     This year has been amazing, despite all the corona required shut down of the drop off point. We still managed to remove 1761.57 Kg of waste plus the metal which we haven’t weighted (I only own human scales and must balance a box on my back to be able to weigh it. I can’t do that with metal for its way too heavy.

     The last lot of recycling that left my garage yesterday weighed 197.7 Kg, so hopefully people cleared out their recycling before I had to close off due to Covid. With all the difficulties with Covid none of you gave up and so helped to raise managed to raise £1475.42 for Canine Partner Charity this year which is amazing considering its all from waste. Not to mention that I still have in the account £442.58 to transfer once I am paid for this weeks 197.7 Kg.

      The metal collection has raised £530 for Help for Heroes and Breast Cancer / Breast Cancer Care this year. All that small metal jar lids, spare drink cans, aluminium foil and small metal items were converted into much needed funds.

       The Alzheimer’s Society also benefited thanks to you all and we managed to post a whopping 8.8 Kg of unwanted/broken jewellery. Next year we will add to that old/foreign coins so more funds can be raised for them. I am not able to say fund wise how much they gained but I am sure that that it helped a lot.

      We have also managed to raise £100 for our local City Arts Charity plus this year tombola raised 94.50 for Hedgehog bottom. I do hope that I can raise more for Hedgehog bottom once they re-open. Also, early in the year one parcel was filled by the Hungerford Primary who raised £20.52 for themselves by collecting the crisp packets.

     Overall, our little wombling community raised up to today £2663.02 for all the charities and causes and removed 1761.57 Kg or waste out of landfill not to mention we don’t have the weight for the metal! Despite of Covid you all managed that little bit you could to help raise much valuable funds for the charities. In the end 2020 was a good year and you all should be very proud.

Well done everyone and a very Merry Christmas xxx

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J.Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Parish Newsletter. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     This year has been amazing, despite all the corona required shut down of the drop off point. We still managed to remove 1761.57 Kg of waste plus the metal which we haven’t weighted (I only own human scales and must balance a box on my back to be able to weigh it. I can’t do that with metal for its way too heavy.

     The last lot of recycling that left my garage yesterday weighed 197.7 Kg, so hopefully people cleared out their recycling before I had to close off due to Covid. With all the difficulties with Covid none of you gave up and so helped to raise managed to raise £1475.42 for Canine Partner Charity this year which is amazing considering its all from waste. Not to mention that I still have in the account £442.58 to transfer once I am paid for this weeks 197.7 Kg.

      The metal collection has raised £530 for Help for Heroes and Breast Cancer / Breast Cancer Care this year. All that small metal jar lids, spare drink cans, aluminium foil and small metal items were converted into much needed funds.

       The Alzheimer’s Society also benefited thanks to you all and we managed to post a whopping 8.8 Kg of unwanted/broken jewellery. Next year we will add to that old/foreign coins so more funds can be raised for them. I am not able to say fund wise how much they gained but I am sure that that it helped a lot.

      We have also managed to raise £100 for our local City Arts Charity plus this year tombola raised 94.50 for Hedgehog bottom. I do hope that I can raise more for Hedgehog bottom once they re-open. Also, early in the year one parcel was filled by the Hungerford Primary who raised £20.52 for themselves by collecting the crisp packets.

     Overall, our little wombling community raised up to today £2663.02 for all the charities and causes and removed 1761.57 Kg or waste out of landfill not to mention we don’t have the weight for the metal! Despite of Covid you all managed that little bit you could to help raise much valuable funds for the charities. In the end 2020 was a good year and you all should be very proud.

Well done everyone and a very Merry Christmas xxx

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J.Karst -Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     This week was manic with recycling. The Great Wall of China has been built inside my garage out of fully stuffed cardboard boxes. I realised that a broken broom handle is a very useful poking device to push the recycling into all corners of the box. The only problem I encountered was find it again when I put it down for a little while.  

     I found it by a chance when I tripped over it and landed headfirst in a crisp box. Thankfully I avoided any injury as it would be strange turning up to a video conference with bruises over my face. I would have to produce an explanation to my colleagues and not sure how believable it would be to explain my lack of garage space, box mountain and a ‘useful’ broken stick.

      Videoconference can be very revealing if one forgets the little camera. I did hear that one tabby feline wanted a cuddle from its human servant and pointed its backside into the camera. What her colleagues saw was NOT the ‘star’ of David.

     I had some pet related camera blip too couple of weeks ago. My lovely beagle, referred to as the mean eating machine, was the culprit. Resting by my side on a sofa, she was dreaming away the day. She was probably remembering the morning walk and how she managed to eat all that lovely disgusting stuff she found. 

     I was mid-presentation when a very scented mist descended upon my nostrils. All eyes on me I tried not to scrunch my face nor hint any form of discomfort. Couple seconds later, I abandoned all hope. It’s very difficult to hold your breath whilst finishing a sentence. Gazelle style I jumped towards the door, opening it with speed. The frosty air came gushing in, pushing away the doggy scented odour. I was hoping that nobody noted the difference.  

     I returned to a screen full of worried colleagues. Apparently, mid-sentence they saw me jumping away like a Jack from a box only to return very pale. I don’t remember much because my beagle repeated the assault and for the rest of the meeting, I was breathing in a frosty pungent air.

     I was so happy when the meeting was over. Up to today I don’t remember what excuse I gave for my odd behaviour, but I can confirm that my dog slept through the lot and was very unhappy when I forced her to go on a long walk in the rain.

    I would also like to report back that my fabulously smelling ‘bubble gum’ room scent kind of lost its shine…

  

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J.Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Parish Newsletter. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     This week has been exhausting. The amount dropped off was an infinite number of confectionery and crisp packets. About 7 bags were dropped off by a resident school where the children were left to their own dietary management of chocolates and crisps.

     It took me 5 hours to sort through the lot, but it wasn’t time lost. At least I started to binge watch series 1 of Midsummer Murders again. Though when I got to part 4, I realised that the murderer was a completely different actor. Puzzle was solved pretty much quickly when I figured out why – somehow, I lost 1 hour and was watching a completely different episode.

     In the end I managed to sort through the hoard and even caught up on my Christmas shopping. The shops were full of stressed parents trying to create that Christmas magic for their little darlings who are convinced that Father Christmas is loaded. Each little munchkin asks Father Christmas for a very useful expensive presents such as giraffe, hippo or a TV that’s bigger than their bedroom. 

     I do remember asking a pony when I was 4, only to ask for it each year for the next 7 years. I could never explain why he never brought me one. Frustrated each year I had to explain more to him why I must have one. My parents always argued on behalf of the beardy man that garage wouldn’t double up as a stable and that ponies do not sleep in girls’ bedrooms. Eventually, I realised it wasn’t going to happen and asked for rolling blades which did turn up, restoring my belief that Father Christmas isn’t broke.

     One Christmas me and my twin found a whole 1 crown on the pavement. We were over the moon! Such treasure! We decided to spend it on a secret present for our beloved mother.  Some shops visit later we realised that 1 crown won’t stretch much and had to decide between a ‘dish sponge’ or a ‘chewing gum’. We went for the practical option and on the day, our mother opened the newspaper wrapping (the 1 crown didn’t stretch to a wrapping paper) revealing a neon yellow, fabulous, brand-new sponge. Mother was clearly pleased announcing ‘I need one of those’.  

      Isn’t it brilliant being a parent? After working months on end, you spend that salary on Christmas presents, you wrap it, you bake, cook, clean, decorate until you finally get to Christmas day.  With some moments to rest, you open your 1st present revealing it to be a neon yellow sponge – what a treat……  

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J. Karst’s Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 16

J.Karst -Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

  ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Yet again, not much recycling happened during this last lockdown week. I used this time to concentrate on getting the Christmas decorations out. The vintage baubles brought back many memories of family Christmas stories. Do share yours and email them to us I am sure that all of us would enjoy them- paulpresents1@gmail.com

     Just a little disclaimer, my story might raise a few eyebrows, as it contains certain european traditions which might be shocking. In my county the main course for Christmas is Carp which is still alive when bought 2 weeks before Christmas.    This tradition does come with some serious problem solving. One problem is to get it home alive and another is to keep it alive until Christmas.  I do remember when the Carp sellers came to the town centre with huge barrels full of fish, quickly weighing the beasts and putting them into people’s bags/buckets etc. As not many people owned a car many struggled through snow and frost trying to retain the slippery giant in the container until home. It was a normal to see an individual frantically trying to keep upright on a frosty ground catching a thrashing escapee.

      Only last year the local Police had to post a serious announcement ‘SECURE YOUR CARP!’ Approximately 2 weeks prior Christmas there is an increase in traffic incidents where the fish jumped unto an unsuspecting driver knocking them out. If you managed the first problem well and got the Carp home alive, you then had to deal with problem number two – find a place to keep it in, not to mention to have the strength to kill it on a Christmas day once your kids named it ‘Flipper’.

     We were a large family living in a three bedroomed  flat with the one and only bathroom. Therefore, two weeks prior Christmas my mother initiated a very strict bath use schedule. We always wanted to bathe with Flipper only to be severely told off when we managed to escape and joined Flipper in the bath. My mother would quickly place Flipper into a huge bucket whilst we lined up by age to be washed one after another. Many times, the wash routine would be interrupted when Flipper made it out of the bucket.  Our poor mother would try to catch it whilst we would be aiming shower head at the fish as we didn’t want Flipper to die. Somehow after initial week of having the carp my mother decided to introduce a new routine which was called a ‘piggy’. That was usually after we were visited by our neighbour from below who started to notice water damage on their bathroom ceiling. Week before Christmas ‘piggy routine’ in place we all would flannel wash only. If lucky and our poor mother was busy, we would jump in with Flipper to teach it some tricks. By the time Christmas morning came, we all smelled like a pond.

     The morning would usually be very emotional as we would plead with our parents to keep Flipper as a pet.  My poor daddy, who never achieved his dream of producing a son, had to deal with 5 emotional girls. Not to mention that the main meal was waiting to be killed off so it can be prepared for dinner.  

     In the end my daddy would move us out of the kitchen into the lounge and kicked in a load of Slivovica (strong local alcohol) to toughen up before entering the bathroom to get Flipper. All of us teary eyed were waiting to hear the final sound of who won the battle, hoping it to be Flipper. The way it gone was that we would initially hear daddy shouting ‘Don’t look at me’, followed by couple ‘Bangs’ on a wooden board followed by sploshing as Flipper was put back into the bath. Eventually some cursing later daddy would reach for Slivovica to build up his bravery. This routine was repeated until the sentences became slightly slurred. By lunchtime, the general carp talk, whack, splosh and alcohol intake disappeared altogether. We all finally heard the sound we all wanted to hear a huge ‘THUMP’. My mother would go back to the kitchen dividing jobs to each of us. 4 older stronger kids would got hold of each limb whilst the smaller younger ones were in charge catching Flipper off the floor and placing it back into the bath.  Stone cold daddy would be laid upon the sofa in the lounge.  

     We all would then dress and all 6 of us would walk to our lake releasing Flipper with Mother making the same announcement under her breath ‘another 30 crowns gone down the drain’. By the evening my daddy would regain consciousness to 5 nicely washed children and dinner table ready. Daddy’s meal would always be laid with a strong neat coffee.  Nobody would mention that rather than Carp, we all were served fishfingers…

    J. Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst’s Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 15

J.Karst journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Not much recycling happened during this lockdown week and I discovered that I have lots of time to do other things. Of course, recycling is still ongoing within the Little household however its mostly recycling the content of a cider can, content of a biscuit tin as well as inside of a chocolate wrapper.

     However, I have managed to catch up on certain jobs that are needed doing. I am not sure if I mentioned but I am also a beekeeper. It’s an interesting hobby and I managed to sort out the hive frames for spring as well as fixing a hole in my bee suit. I only discovered the hole by accident! As you can tell, I was grateful that this year my girls were a good calm lot.

     There are some colonies that have an aggressive queen in charge, sending troopers to sting whomever approaches the hive. A little hole in a bee suit would be temptation too good to miss for the little fluffy stab monster.

     I still have imprinted in my memory when my mentor stopped talking mid through an inspection and waddled away from the hive in form a penguin suffering a diarrhoea. Unzipping his jeans, he proceeded slowly to take of his garment to release one brave bee that found its way through the zipper into his boxers. Obviously, it resulted in some pain and bother in the regions that should always remain sting proof. Key point to take was – ensure you have fully checked your suit/clothing before approaching a hive.

     As I am a very generous helpful soul, all I could muster is a roaring laughter and remarks that he should have paid attention to his clothing. Karma came around at the speed of a boomerang as I felt a little tickle crawling up my back. Yes, I also made a rookie error and didn’t tuck in the suit hem into my trousers properly.  Immediately my laughter stopped, and I slowly made my way to the opposite direction of my mentor, slowly removing my suit and my top, hoping to release the little thing before it stings me.  Lesson learned, I do check the suit ever since end of the year just in case anything needs repairing.

     As the winter is approaching, my bees are now nicely tucked in ready to face the cold months ahead. Still, what is the moral of the story? Well if you are going beekeeping always ensure that you wear pretty underwear because who knows when you will be in the need to flash them…..

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J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 14

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     This Monday a large volume (169.2KG) was sent to TerraCycle. This should generate plenty of funds for the Canine Partners charity. Its strange to have evenings back with plenty time to ponder on what to do. So far, I managed to pull out a 3000-piece puzzle and have been cursing it ever since.

     As its lockdown there isn’t much that can be done apart from watching lots of classic sitcoms. Though now I think that binge watching sitcoms brings its own challenges. When my husband brought me a tea, I responded ooh ‘lovely jubbly’ and when my canine stole my sandwich I shouted, ‘I don’t believe it!’ Watching Victor Meldrew walk into his bedroom with a dead hedgehog as a slipper made me giggle as well as yuppy Del boy leaning onto a bar but falling over when trying to impress the ladies.

     The small giggle was at least the small light in dark that was clouding my head. My dearest sister Andrea is an ICU nurse who just lost her work colleague. Each day she goes back and tries to keep it together when grieving with the families and praying as she leaves for home that the next day, she sees the patients again, hopefully recovering. Sadly, that’s not the case and each day she returns there is more that lose their lives. The loss of her 39-year-old colleague was near the tipping point for her fragile state, yet she still came back to care for those that need her.

      Not long ago I was upset of turning 40, but her grieving made me realise that I should be thankful that I am able to age. I should be grateful that the only sacrifice asked of me is to stay at the comfort of my home and see my children growing up.  

      Throughout history there always has been a sacrifice by the few to help the many. Thinking of those soldiers that gave their lives so we can have ours, the same goes for the folks on the frontline right now, the ones that turn up to work, exhausted mentally and physically, yet they carry on.

      For that, I am thankful to them all….

   J.Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 13.

  ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Now that I have introduced you to the wonders of TerraCycle it’s time to talk some more ‘recycling’. I also collect clean dried foil, small metal items such as metal jar lids and anything that can fit in my car to take to a scrapyard to raise the funds for Help for Heroes, Breast Cancer and Breast Cancer Care. Last year we removed over half a tonne of metal / foil and in turn raised £209 for the charities. I know its not considerate amount but at least its metal that people would normally not bother with to take to the tip and it would end up in the landfill.

     That’s where this year is going to be different. All that is thanks for my newly discovered hobby, Metal Detecting. Sadly, I do not belong to the group of detectorists who discover hoard of precious gold Viking items. I am the one that should be called ‘free scrap removal service’.

     In a field where my colleague finds a lovely silver Elizabeth I hammered coin, I find enough lead to fix a church roof, aluminium that can fill one black bin sack and random bits that fill a random metal bag for the scrap yard. Who knows how much metal contributed to this much needed cause, but I can surely say that the amount of horse shoes I supplied in my last lot might be significant?

     Sadly, this might stop as without permission of the land owner I can’t go detecting. I do not know anyone with land either nor am I friendly with any local farmer.  I would love to ask you all to spread the word that I am keen as mustard and in need of permission. In turn I can show them what history I have found on their land.  

       As I scroll through my metal detecting forums, I envy other’s finds. I was most intrigued when someone was unable to identify one their finds. It was a glass mushroom with its own chain attached to it. As I love glass and pottery, I was also keen to learn its history. After reading the answers my naïve life was enriched as I never knew that this glass item wasn’t to put on your window sill but rather to put into the one place on your body where sun never shines

      Pink cheeked I moved onto another post where I learned that romans loved their phallic symbol to ward off an evil and that houses of pleasure used their own coinage. In these red-light house district accommodations, you weren’t allowed to pay with an emperor headed coin. Hence, depending what you wanted to be done, you had to pay with a coin depicting the specific thing you purchased.  

     I had to explain the above as if anyone is kind enough to give me permission to detect on their land, they need to understand my metal detecting abilities. Knowing my luck, after all day detecting, I rock up to their household holding a glass mushroom with its chain, roman coin without an emperor and a fabulous phallic brooch…..

    J. Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 12.

Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Today I shall introduce you to the TerraCycle Confectionery recycling program. This program on its own is very useful as most of these are wrapped mainly in plastic. This program accepts any plastic chocolate/sweets pouches and bags, any sweets/chocolate bar outer, multipack or individual block/bar wrappers.  

     If you are little bit like me and find yourself eating these diet crashers, at least you can feel a little bit better as you can recycle the wrapper.

    Sadly, these little wrappers appear everywhere and its little depressing seeing the empty wrappers flying about the park. This is the one item I pick the most when I am out litter picking. It makes me angry for 2 reasons – 1. It damages environment and its inhabitants and 2. It wasn’t me that had eaten it.

     Yes, I am a chocolate addict and as my husband is trying to help me to lose some weight, we aren’t allowed to have them in the house. It’s a torture when I am sorting out the recycling.  I have a full box in my garage currently full of lovely, chocolaty smelling wrappers.

     On one occasion I was near licking them but thankfully I had strong will to stop myself.  (Just between us, I didn’t lick the wrapper, instead I run out to the local shop and bought a whole chocolate bar and hid the evidence).

     In a way, it is true what they say, the human is just like their dog. I have a female beagle which is four-legged garbage eating machine.  At least thanks to her there is one item I will never buy again and that’s a Mars bar.

     It wasn’t too long ago when my dog helped herself on our litter picking walk to an empty mars bar wrapper. I only discovered this when Floppsie done a ‘poopsie’ which was neatly wrapped and branded as a Mars bar. After that day I gone off Mars bars…

    J. Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 11

Welcome to the new edition of this guest blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Today I shall introduce you to the TerraCycle Confectionery recycling program. This program on its own is very useful as most of these are wrapped mainly in plastic. This program accepts any plastic chocolate/sweets pouches and bags, any sweets/chocolate bar outer, multipack or individual block/bar wrappers.  

     If you are little bit like me and find yourself eating these diet crashers, at least you can feel a little bit better as you can recycle the wrapper.

    Sadly, these little wrappers appear everywhere and its little depressing seeing the empty wrappers flying about the park. This is the one item I pick the most when I am out litter picking. It makes me angry for 2 reasons – 1. It damages environment and its inhabitants and 2. It wasn’t me that had eaten it.

     Yes, I am a chocolate addict and as my husband is trying to help me to lose some weight, we aren’t allowed to have them in the house. It’s a torture when I am sorting out the recycling.  I have a full box in my garage currently full of lovely, chocolaty smelling wrappers.

     On one occasion I was near licking them but thankfully I had strong will to stop myself.  (Just between us, I didn’t lick the wrapper, instead I run out to the local shop and bought a whole chocolate bar and hid the evidence).

     In a way, it is true what they say, the human is just like their dog. I have a female beagle which is four-legged garbage eating machine.  At least thanks to her there is one item I will never buy again and that’s a Mars bar.

     It wasn’t too long ago when my dog helped herself on our litter picking walk to an empty mars bar wrapper. I only discovered this when Floppsie done a ‘poopsie’ which was neatly wrapped and branded as a Mars bar. After that day I gone off Mars bars…

    

JKarst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 10

    ‘Welcome to the new edition of this week’s blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     This week I will be introducing you to yet another TerraCycle program – the Colgate oral care. Surprisingly, there is lots more you can recycle when it comes to your daily toothbrushing routine.

     This program is amazing as you can recycle your used toothbrushes, toothbrush heads as well as empty toothpaste tubes and toothbrush product packaging. When it comes to toothbrushes, only the plastic, non-battery operated are accepted. Any battery/electronic brushes should go to a general small electrical item recycling at your local council waste management site. Still, you can drop off to have your electric toothbrush heads as these are accepted under this program.

     Any brand of toothpaste tubes is accepted. Just squeeze out all left-over toothpaste and keep the lid on – no need to wash it out. Under this program you can also recycle plastic dental floss container but not the actual floss – just its packaging. Same goes for the toothbrushes’ plastic packaging. If unsure what is and isn’t accepted, you can always check by going onto the Terracycle.co.uk / Colgate oral care recycling program internet site.

     I must say that I was very pleased with this recycling program. I had a strong need to find recycling solutions as when our youngest was 3 years old, somehow my husband’s electric toothbrush heads kept wearing out much more frequently. This anomaly was impossible to explain until finally one day I walked into the bathroom unexpectedly.

     My little darling was leaning into the toilet bowl that was quietly vibrating. Giggling to himself, I approached the little monkey and noted that his hand held my husband electric toothbrush pushing it into the toilet bowl whilst singing ‘tidy tidy’ song. This of course followed with huge explanation why we do not use toothbrushes to clean toilets with and thankfully, I no more had the need to buy replacements as frequently.

     Therefore, the advice I can give to any young mum, it’s not only medicines and cleaning products you need to keep away from inquisitive little darlings but also toothbrushes….

    Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 9

This week rather than talk about TerraCycle I wanted to share with you the amazing find I made. There is this application called Olio where people can share food items to reduce the ever so growing problem of food waste. There are daily updates of people offering the food that is about to run out of date for free. There are also availabilities to share your produce or even share half of your dinner if you made too much. Same goes for a cake but you have to beat me to it – yep greedy guts like me is hawking the site for a yummy morsel from our local bake fanatic, who loves baking but just cant eat it all. I therefore provide comunity Dyson service and hoover up any left over cake and blame the app for my growing waste line. 

Still, now seriously said, it is impossible to cook for a one person household.  All food items are packed in larger volumes so its impossible not to have waste. Some people with skills might be able to offer part of their freshly cooked dinner to their elderly residents who might not have the energy to do as much. This way, together, we can reduce the food waste. The more waste we make, the more the world needs to grow and sadly the rainforrest suffers as a result, for more trees are  cut down to make space for food plantations.

One thing to mention though is, that this app is only to give away food items and non food, non living items. I know that there is the occasional need to give away your husband or children. Sadly, the only give away for husbands I know off, is the Local Swinging society. However, they do tend to bring your spouse back. Sometimes with a huge grin or with a horrified face leading to some therapy sessions with a phychotherapist. It has been known that some single society members sneak in with their labrador in a top hat and do ‘swapsies’. It is common for the aging members to loose a husband and more often its populated by keen grannies. It has been known that Tiddles, a small tabby, is happily shared in towncentre by Lorna, who is on a lookout for young couples to join their club.

Same goes for kids. the only give away for kids I know of, are called ‘grandparents’ however, they also return the offsprings in a bad shape. Missbehaved, high on sugar little dragons are left in a porch after one hour by the speeding away grandparents, driving as if they just attended grand prix race. Its then impossible to fetch the little darlings off the ceiling with a broom to get them to bed.

Next time we shall speak about the terracycling programs again, so watch this space.

J. Karst journey through Recycling in West Berkshire- Week 8

     ‘Welcome to the new blog  for this week. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Today we will cover the Ella Baby Food recycling program. Just to make things clear, I do not take babies in for overnight care neither take your big babies (husbands) to look after. I also do not box up husbands to post to recycle.

     Now we have that covered, we can enter in explaining what is accepted. Well any brand of Baby Food plastic packaging including all the food sachet, wrappers, porridge plastic bags or yogurt pouches including their rigid plastic tops.

     Ensure that the pouch is empty and leave the top on when dropping off. It makes it easier for me to separate waste and stuff into the boxes for TerraCycle. This year only we have already sent in for recycling 62.8 Kg which is amazing considering that this would have ended up in landfill due to the difficulty of recycling such items.

     I already said that I got a pet mouse with recycling and the occasional spider or a louse. However, with Ella program I got a very useful pet which regularly helps the owner to shred the baby pouches to bits.  Surprisingly the helpful canine is only interested in shredding those meat based as the fruit and vegetable meals come untouched.

     So next time we shall talk about the Kinder recycling program. But before ending I have a fab announcement, yesterday we transferred £672.56 to Hedhehog Bottom and £672.56 to Canine Partners charities. Well done everyone and Thank you for supporting this worthy cause by providing your waste.

J. Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J.Karst’s Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire: Week 7

 

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Community News. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     I remember that last time I had promised to talk about the Baby food recycling program. However, due to the current situation there has been increase requirement to recycle single use gloves. In the Spontex Glove TerraCycle program I can recycle any brand of disposable gloves made of latex, polyethylene, Vynil and nitrile.

     What isn’t accepted is any reusable gloves such as marigolds made from rubber. Neither I can take gloves which are unhygienic or were used in mixing chemicals. I do not want to be exposed to either bodily fluids or chemicals.

     Why I decided to talk of the single use gloves scheme? Its been noted by a care home for the elderly that boxes of single use gloves went missing. After investigation they noted that they always disappear on Thursdays and at the same time one of their residents, Karen, also is missing till the early hours of the morning.

     Finally, after some many months of investigation its been identified that Karen moonlighted as a ‘Prostate check-up’ nurse and visited homes of single males (no matter the age) to perform prostate check-ups.

     So please should anyone come to your door, flexes her glove covered fingers and says ‘Drop your boxers tiger’; do not assume it’s a nurse. I confirm on behalf of any NHS staff that they would not prompt their patients in such way.

    Now, I need to go of to do some more recycling. I did get a large bag full of single use gloves to recycle. I just hope they aren’t Karen’s….

 

.Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst Journey through Recycling in West Berkshire: Week 6

  ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Community Newsletter. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Its shocking how quickly the time goes. Its already one week ago since I told you about the lovely TerraCycle Beauty program. Today, I am here to talk about another program and that’s the home cleaning product / dishwasher products recycling scheme.

     It’s not one program but two. One is called the ‘Air and Home Scheme’ and the other is the ‘RB recycling scheme’. For those keen to help, if you can separate per scheme, it that would be helpful. I do understand if you rather keep them together as it’s hard to remember what belongs to which scheme.

     The RB Hygiene home recycling scheme takes the following waste – any fragrance plastic sleeves, stain remover powder packaging, home cleaning wipe packaging (NOT THE WIPES), any cleaning product refill packaging, dishwasher cleaner and freshener outer packaging, dishwashing salt bags and any dishwashing tablet packaging.

     The Air and home and laundry program takes any plastic air freshener containers and their plastic caps and any plastic car air fresheners plug ins (not the glass), wipes packaging is also accepted under this program as its on RB hygiene scheme as well as tinted rigid plastic tubs used for home cleaning. As well as the RB program washing tablet capsule packaging is taken under this scheme with the dishwasher tablet packaging. Under this scheme I also take the pumps from top of cleaning product spray bottles.

     So now you can recycle so much more of your cleaning products without feeling the guilt of using more in these strange times. In summary, Margaret can still wipe her chihuahua buttocks with disinfectant wipes to protect herself from Corona, but she probably will need protection against itchy bum Tiggie’s canines.

     Next time we talk about the EllaCycle baby food recycling program.

  1. Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

J. Karst journey through Recycling in West Berkshire

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Community Newsletter. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Its shocking how quickly the time goes. Its already one week ago since I told you about the lovely TerraCycle Beauty program. Today, I am here to talk about another program and that’s the home cleaning product / dishwasher products recycling scheme.

     It’s not one program but two. One is called the ‘Air and Home Scheme’ and the other is the ‘RB recycling scheme’. For those keen to help, if you can separate per scheme, it that would be helpful. I do understand if you rather keep them together as it’s hard to remember what belongs to which scheme.

     The RB Hygiene home recycling scheme takes the following waste – any fragrance plastic sleeves, stain remover powder packaging, home cleaning wipe packaging (NOT THE WIPES), any cleaning product refill packaging, dishwasher cleaner and freshener outer packaging, dishwashing salt bags and any dishwashing tablet packaging.

     The Air and home and laundry program takes any plastic air freshener containers and their plastic caps and any plastic car air fresheners plug ins (not the glass), wipes packaging is also accepted under this program as its on RB hygiene scheme as well as tinted rigid plastic tubs used for home cleaning. As well as the RB program washing tablet capsule packaging is taken under this scheme with the dishwasher tablet packaging. Under this scheme I also take the pumps from top of cleaning product spray bottles.

     So now you can recycle so much more of your cleaning products without feeling the guilt of using more in these strange times. In summary, Margaret can still wipe her chihuahua buttocks with disinfectant wipes to protect herself from Corona, but she probably will need protection against itchy bum Tiggie’s canines.

     Next time we talk about the EllaCycle baby food recycling program.

  1. Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

Guest Blog: Jana Karst Journey Through Recycling In West Berkshire – Week 5.

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guest Blog. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Here we are again. As mentioned last week, this time we will talk about the beauty program.

     What does the program include, you ask? Well it should be simple, any beauty packaging that you cannot recycle in your kerbside recycling, like cream tubes, soap pumps, roll on deodorant (plastic only), facial wipes, cream tubs, facial mask plastic packaging, shampoo bottle tops, tub tops ect.

     The key thing to remember is ‘Beauty’. Cream tubs are a yes just make sure its plastics only as those glass cream tubs aren’t accepted apart from their plastic lid. The roll-on deodorants are also all accepted as long as its all plastic, no need to take them apart! The cream squeezy tubes come in all sizes and no matter what they are if they are from cream, hair products or shaving cream, Just ensure to keep the lid on and drop them all.

     The main beauty problem I keep hitting with this program is the confusion over what ‘Beauty wipes’ I do and don’t accept. This happens too often when your designer bottom gets the care it deserves by buying the ever so polluting plastic bottom wipes, however, its not classed as ‘beauty’ in this program.

     So please, if it comes to wipes, your baby’s backside might be the most beautiful thing on this planet, I sadly disagree, especially when I get a whole load of baby wipes packaging with extra ‘add on’.

     I know that at the time you were using the wipes you had a major disaster. I know that when you checked the baby whilst driving you saw their face go blue which was soon followed by an explosion of bottom burps. I know that for the time you held your breath you could have earned a gold medal at the Olympics for diving and I know that your eyes watered as you parked the car. As an experienced mummy you jumped out of the car at a Gazelle speed and diving into the smog you peeled the child away from the car seat whilst trying not to add to the greenish sluggish content covering the seat and the baby.

     I know that with instinct you grabbed the trusty wipes and probably that moment used the whole pack in one go before passing out due to fumes exposure. Sadly, through all the locomotion you missed the bits in your hair and your sticky finger prints on the packaging. Though I appreciate the difficulties you face but please, put any bottom related packaging into them bin, don’t dropped these off. In TerraCycle terms – if you use it on your face – drop it off, if its used on the bum – bin it.

     I know in this century the beauty has moved on from the face to designer lady/man bits, however, when we talk about beauty wipes, we really don’t mean bottom wipes of any kind. If the sun doesn’t shine there, don’t drop it off. Next time we will be talking about the home cleaning product / dishwasher products recycling scheme…

 

  1. Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

Guest Blog: Jana Karst Journey Through Recycling In West Berkshire – Week 4.

     ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Community Newsletter. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     Hello again and welcome to the next TerraCycle recycling program information summary for the Pladis biscuit, cake and cracker wrapper.

     Considering that we are in the land of tea drinkers, this waste stream isn’t as fruitful as the naughty crisp packets scheme. For what this program is, it does generate large volumes of waste. What is accepted under this program? The answer is any flexible plastic wrapper that’s from Biscuits, Cracker and a cake. Not the rigid plastic trays though as they aren’t accepted neither the biscuit tin boxes. Only this year, considering the current situation with lockdown we have already collected 61.8 KG of waste for this program.

     Though this program is a little straight forward it is very important to mention to make sure that you eat all the left overs. Please ensure to shake out the crumbs at minimum as these moreish crumbs attract visitors. Though I do love animals, my animal loving spirit does fall short when a mouse falls out of the biscuit pack and hides in the garage throughout winter.

     It was last year that someone gave me a biscuit load with a free pet enclosed. This free pet became my mortal enemy and did the worst thing ever – it ate through my hammock. I have been looking for the pesky thing for 6 month and cleaned my garage 5 times over and still, I had not found its hiding place.  

     Thankfully this spring the nicely fed pest left my garage (it was probably bored with my hammock) and no more could I find the little mouse tiny liquorish all sorts scattered around my garage (yes, I do mean the little mouse poop). To add insult to injury, finally I found where that little thing overwintered. In that one place I hadn’t looked – in my spare empty beehive in the garage. It was only in spring when I needed to use the second hive to split my current colony to stop swarming that I found the chewed-up leftovers of my hammock mixed with whatever plastic pack it found.

     Five times I carried the thing out of my garage when cleaning the garage corner to corner and carried it back when unsuccessfully, I haven’t found the nest and cleaned garage corner to corner. Yes, the garage was cleaner than my teenager son’s bedroom.

     The little mouse must have laughed their little furry buttocks at the pathetic human being searching abilities. Therefore, bear in mind that I do accept flexible packaging not free pets. Next is the beauty program and what everyone sees as what beauty product is……

Guest Blog: Jana Karst Journey Through Recycling In West Berkshire – Week 3.

   ‘Welcome to the new edition of this Jana’ Blog Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of ‘The Ninth Cross’ by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.’

     As promised last time, the following articles we will be jumping into each program I collect waste for and explain in detail what can and cannot be taken. Surprisingly the most weight I collect in recycling for all the programs I am listed for it is the crisp packet recycling that is the worst polluter.

     Yep that little one tiny light, shiny pack filled up with flavoured salty snack is the worst offender. Only in 2019 when I began this recycling journey, I managed to collect 673.8kg of crisp packets alone! Yup that’s more than half a tonne. Considering that all recycling together last year I collected well over 2022.4kg of waste, the crisp packet part is a huge chunk in weight and that’s not to mention that heavy items like used toothpaste and toothbrushes aren’t touching the tip of the crisp packet weight mountain!

     Only this year, considering the current situation with lockdown and having been shut for most of the year, the crisp packets volume is already at 400kg (up to today). That is shocking so let’s keep sending these little snack polluters back to the manufacturer’s, so they have to pay for its recycling!

    So, the crisp packet programs I am on about are the Walker and KP program. Walker’s program accepts any brand of crisp packets but wont take nut, popcorn or pretzel packaging. However, the KP program accepts all brand of crisp packets as well as popcorn, pretzel and nut packaging. So, it is this easy, if you do get any potato-based snack or popcorn, nuts or pretzel, as long as its plastic you drop it all off to me to sort into the walkers/KP box. Please bear in mind that sadly as none of these manufacturers do make meat type snacks, though very similar packaging, they aren’t accepted and hence if dropped off would make my life harder in trying to pull them out and bin anyway. So, if its meaty don’t put them in.

     Overtime, you get used to what is taken and what’s not but if in doubt get in touch! I am sure that as we are only humans there are sometimes mishaps like the bag of crisp packets from an old folks’ home that had some 50s hair curlers, or the desperate mums drop off who was just puzzled for 3 days as she couldn’t find her sons football shorts.

     Yep, if anything is critical to mention it is the fact that you need to keep your laundry basket as far as possible from your recycling box, especially if you have children. It happens more than you think that pants with Nutella highway are mixed within the crisp packets and when politely I make a shout out to the poor stressed mother who’s been going around in circles in the house, they always apologetically turn up with pink cheeks ‘I told him to put it in the washing basket’ they peep as I hand them the long lost crusty item.

     On this note, I end here and next time we shall talk of biscuits, crackers and cake wrapping and the wonders of human mind of what else could be a cake/cracker or biscuit wrapper……

Guest Blog: Jana Karst Journey Through Recycling In West Berkshire – Week 2.

     In the last week article, I promised to tell you ‘why’ – why would someone in their busy life spend hours each day recycling and not expect anything in return. It all started with my rescue Beagle. Her painful howl and hobble were awful to watch when she cut her paw for the 3rd time on discarded litter.  After the Vet visit, I sat with her trying to calm down her anxiety shakes. I stroked her soft fur and my tears were dropping onto her shiny coat.

     I was cross! I cursed the youngsters that left the litter in the park and the council’s lack of engagement. I blamed government for being too soft. At that point a thought came racing through my mind – maybe I can do something. I went out armed with a plastic bag and litter picked the whole field. It felt good, not to mention that I as an individual I was making a difference.

     I finally took of the rose-tinted glasses off my face and saw the truth. The litter was everywhere – I was ‘litter blind’. Then onwards I litter picked each walk. Not to mention that most of the litter I pick up is recyclable under the TerraCycle programs.

What are those programs and how does it work? TerraCycle joins in partnership with large corporations who pay TerraCycle to manage their waste. The large corporation then pays for the recycling and TerraCycle turns it into funds for the charity. Let’s start with the ‘Walker’s Program. Walkers, a large crisp manufacturer, agreed to pay for one large shipment of crisp packets (any brand) from a collector such as myself. I collect a volume of any brand crisp packets into a box that weighs more than 8Kg and is not larger than 50x60x60 cm. It however must only be crisp packets not anything resembling the same material! I post maximum of 3 of boxes (one large shipment) a month so I can receive funds paid directly to the charity linked to my TerraCycle account.

     At the moment I have 2 main charities listed – Canine Partners (https://caninepartners.org.uk/) and Hedgehog Bottom (https://www.hedgehog-rescue.org.uk/). Both are non-government funding charities in much need to support. Though bear in mind that it must be a registered charity! You can’t get funds paid into ‘Gigolo for the Elderly charity’ or ‘Year supply of booze for Margaret charity’.  

     So that’s for now and watch out next time where slowly I will be introducing all the different TerraCycle programs I collect for.  

J.Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

Guest Blog: Jana Karst Journey Through Recycling In West Berkshire – Week 1.

Welcome to the new edition of this Community Newsletter. Let me introduce myself. I am a full-time working mum of 2 boys and a freshly published novelist of The Ninth Cross by my pen name J. Karst. Every single day I also try to do the little bit I can in saving the environment for future generations.

     It started more than a year ago when I decided to litter pick as our family dog had yet another surgery on her paw because she injured herself on litter. After that incident I realised the more you look the more rubbish there is around us. I was ‘litter blind’. Suddenly as if the rose-tinted spectacles fell off my face, I saw litter everywhere. This send me into an anxiety land because after all what can one person do? Surely, it’s the Council, the Government who has to step up. How wrong was I, as each and one of us can make that little bit of a difference. It’s us, little people scattered over the countryside that can teach the next generation of being proud of where they live. Once you start litter picking the next level is finding out what else can be done.

     I soon realised that there is so much more that I can do. I joined a local Facebook group ‘Thatcham & Newbury plastic free, recycling & zero waste UK’, where I met like minded people. It started from discussing what can we do like instead of use plastic sponges for cleaning to use Loofa sponges to not use plastic bag when buying fruit. After that I was introduced to a company called TerraCycle. This company go into partnership with large corporations such as Nestle, Walkers, Mars etc. who pay for TerraCycle to pick up their packaging to recycle and in return money raised are placed into a charity.

     I joined this scheme and created an account linked to a Charity called Canine Partners. In order to get the volume of waste needed, I started promoting of all waste that I take to recycle, such as crisp packets, biscuit, cake, cracker wrappers, confectionery wrappers, used toothpaste tubes and toothbrushes and many more packaging and in turn in 2019 I removed 2.5 tonnes of waste out of West Berkshire and raised over 3K for charities. Through this venture I met many lovely people who helped me to grow my confidence which in turn helped me to achieve my dreams of publishing a book.

     In order to give back, I would like to publish in this newsletter short articles, slowly introducing you to the world of recycling of what you can start today at home and hopefully empower you to become who you want to be and achieve your dreams. That’s of course to ensure that if your dream is to become Lady Godiva and ride through your village in your birthday suit on a donkey, then you can’t say that the Community News Page told you so. Everything within limits! The barriers we want to break is to make that little change that will account to thousands worth of good deeds. Have a fab day and look out next week for another short article.

Karst (#jkarstauthor; #littleberkshirewomble)

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