J. Karst Journey in West Berkshire
‘Welcome to the new edition of this Guets 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.’
Its shocking but today I sent out 51Kg worth of crisp packets. Considering that I have two more crisp packet filled boxes to finish up, the volume is scary. I am sure that there are healthier alternatives but trying to nip this crisp addition in the bud is a near impossible task.
I did try this in my own household, but the withdrawal symptoms were scary. My boys started salivating when they heard a crispy snap. I had enough by the time they started to look at me funnily and caved in. I had to refill our stores with the morish snack before they snacked on me. I am sure that I am not alone and there are households across the United Kingdom with at least one parent trying their best to replace a naughty snack into something healthier.
Due to health, I started drinking wine rather than water. There is fruit in wine so surely that counts to your 5 a day. Especially, if I drink red wine which apparently have brain regenerating properties. As a science minded individual, I am trying to prove this hypothesis. My scientific method is very detailed, so I do require to repeat the results, especially as some days I completely forget the data. Anyway, I remain positive that soon I shall yield some solid data, but meanwhile there are some vitamins flowing through my veins.
My healthy eating, saving planet by recycling attitude has rubbed off onto my rescued pooch. She is clearing the environment one gulp a walk. By doing so she is clearing the environment of any unwanted food, but also serves up as a clearing crew of those pesky things people find on their shoe when their house starts smelling.
Only yesterday my healthy, recycling minded, pooch decided to recycle the smell of nature. How pleased she was, tongue out, when she trotted to me after I called her for the thousand time. This Chanel no.5 ‘La Dead rotting vixen’ was too good to miss. As this scent had some time to brew it came up with some seriously high scent notes.
She isn’t just an intelligent volunteer; she is also an excellent listener. Her recall was non-existent prior rescuing whereas now, she does come right after your voice box gives up and you are only able to whisper ‘heel’. Being the only females in our male dominated household, we match each other like chalk and cheese.
For obvious reasons, I am the chalk as I add bulk to the relationship and she is the cheese, for she brings that extra special aroma – The aroma of a cheese that’s been rotting in the ground for quite a while as it was made by the handmaiden of Edward the first…
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