I think I got to a certain age when I thought I wanted to reduce my footprint. The roof got full of solar panels and the Porsche went, in favour of something much more eco.

It was interesting at the weekend, I had someone round who objected to the tannin in his mug. We don’t bother with a dishwasher any more, largely to save water with just the pair of us. Things like tannin have accumulated on some of our mugs, especially when I went through a phase of black tea, just because getting fresh milk is no longer trivial for me. In any case, the tannin is obviously sourced from the tea leaves – drinking water which had been mixed with those same leaves didn’t seem to be a problem. I don’t worry about it myself, in fact it reinforces to me that the detergents used by dishwashers can be pretty strong. I’m sure that tea ultimately poisons me, to one degree or another, but we could apply that argument to anything.

But it is interesting how people see things with different perspectives – I worry about a zillion things, many of which I can’t overly control, but not the tannin in my mug.

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  1. Reblogged this on Mister Bump and commented:

    Yay, it is Friday again, and Fandango has just published his Friday Flashback post. The idea is that he picks a post from this day in a previous year, to give newer readers a better insight into what does and doesn’t make him tick.

    I have always liked that idea, so shall also post my own reminiscence. As much as anything, it reminds me of where I was, where I am now, and how far I have come. Hopefully, you will find it entertaining along the way.

    A lot of things are still the same-ish now as they ever were. I’ve tweaked how I live over the years, but not drastically changed anything. But here is a post I found from two years ago, where I had done something for years, flipped, but then flipped back.

    In my flashback post today I talk about a dishwasher. I think a dishwasher was one of the first purchases when we set up home together. In the post, almost twenty years later, I was going through a phase where, with just the two of us and that many fewer dishes needing washing, we were trying to get by without one. Don’t get me wrong, I think life without a dishwasher is a very good idea, but next time you wash dishes, try doing it with just one hand, and you’ll see what I mean. I think the crunch came when my wife started instructing me to leave such-and-such an implement, and she’d do it – clearly unhappy at the standard of my washing.

    So I eventually bought another dishwasher. It gets used about twice a week.

    A tumble dryer is another luxury I can’t do without. Hanging clothes out on the washing line is preferable every time, but when the line is maybe twenty yards away, and the tumble dryer is two, and when I find it incredibly difficult to actually peg things one-handed… So the tumble dryer gets used all year round. I suppose one of the offsets now is that I only need to launder things every couple of weeks.

    So some things change. But not others. That guy I talk about is presumably still a pompous idiot. He’s somebody I have now lost contact with, no regrets. I try to be generally friendly to people but sometimes, life’s too short.


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