Quatsch - Rubbish

It’s difficult to comprehend the vast amount of rubbish we dispose of when we‘re faced with an estimate of our annual total. Even with the massive push to be greener, we still produce a staggering amount of refuse. Once more turning to my all-knowing spiritual mentor, Google, I’ve found we throw out an average of 374kg every twelve months. That’s almost an entire Rick Waller. Given, I gleaned this from a blog related to The Sun newspaper, so it’s probably totally inaccurate, but really we don’t need figures to know we’re stupidly wasteful. I never understand exactly where it all goes. There can only be so much land to fill before it starts poking up through the middle of golf courses, a la The Simpsons. So it’s not so much an environmental concern for me, rather a physics based puzzle - how does it all fit? It’s a difficult question to ponder at the moment though, because I’m off on holiday tomorrow, so this is definitely one of the most rubbish writings I’ve committed to word processor. I’ll just take as much of my waste as possible and deposit in various bins in different countries - that should reduce our landfill burden by a good ten to fifteen percent… of 0.00000000000000000000006 percent of our total. Every little helps.

[There were no entries for the month of September as I spent most of it swanning around the Baltics. Fear not, I did a lot of writing in my notebook, on tour guides (mostly paper, not human) and on newspapers. Perhaps they’ll get transcribed someday. Perhaps]