Here's what I learned from my privileged, western failure to go plastic-free for a month | Van Badham

I tried to re-enact my nanna's depression-mindset, zero-waste home, but no victory over plastic went unpunished

My "plastic-free" July began with an idea to retain every piece of plastic waste I consumed, and port it around over the month in a bag with me wherever I went.

Had I stuck to this plan - despite deliberate and even desperate efforts to excise plastic waste from my life - I'd now be limping around like Skinner, from Howard Barker's The Castle. She's a witch punished for a murder by having her victim's corpse strapped to her back.