Nurse Green saves the landfill


We had another near miss this evening. Mr Green offered to prepare the potatoes ready for tomorrow’s lunch, so off he went to the kitchen.
A couple of moments later he reappeared with blood dripping from his finger.
That’s a bit of an elaborate stunt to get out of preparing the veg, don’t you think?
As you know from a few posts this week, the kitchen is not Mr Green’s domain, anymore than the garage or the woodshed is mine. I guess I should have learned by now and turned down his kind offer of help.
I was just about to put a plaster on him when I remembered how the lovely Mrs A had ended up with just one plaster in her bin during zero waste week. I didn’t want to find the same fate, so I had to think quickly. Although I guess we could have reused it in this way:
With my husband rolling around on the floor and threatening to bleed to death what was I to do? Shove a plaster on him and fail in our mission or do a spot of quick thinking and save ourselves at this late stage in the game?
As it happened, this afternoon he took charge of the state of the floor in our office and started to do a spot of tidying up. One of the bags he put to one side consisted of some clothes of LIttle Miss Green’s such as socks and nightclothes that had holes in them. She has a penchant for cutting and shredding paper, clothes and bedding.
So he packed them up and we decided to take them to the textiles bank next week.
Let me tell you about her love of cutting things up a little more. When she was four, she cut off all her hair. I don’t mean just the fringe or a chunk out of the side like most kids, I mean a grade two all over.
The cat has had a couple of hair cuts (thankfully she didn’t cut off her whiskers like one of my school friends did. The poor cat ended up stuck behind things rather a few too many times until they grew again.) and duvet covers have a mysterious way of getting shreds in them that she claims to have no knoiwledge about.
Perhaps she is a budding milliner or something.
Anyway, back to my dearly beloved who is getting paler by the minute and writhing around in agony. Not really you understand, but it adds to the saga.
I had a rummage in the aforementioned bag and pulled out a cotton nightdress. I cut a long strip, cut one end into two thinner strips and voila – a quick kiss and a pat on the head and all is well.
And there won’t be anything for the landfill either. Phew!
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Hi Mrs Green,
Sorry to hear about Mr G’s potato peeling experience. Personally, I always use a peeler rather than a knife. Avoiding a plaster with a bandage was a saver.
A peeler might be a good idea John. I never think of having one in the house as I prefer a knife. But if I want the potatoes peeled again, perhaps I’ll get one 😉
Oooh shiver down the spine…I wonder if Zero Waste Week participants are met with the same fate. I recently found out that Sarah at Say No to Trash was lumbered with a plaster too. What great ingenuity. Truly inspired. Interestingly re knives vs peelers, I have had a tendency to go with the knife, preferring to square-off things like potatoes, but my technique was was so anti-zero waste, the peeler won over in the end. I hope Mr G doesn’t suffer too much and is now on the mend…gorgeous wedding ring by the way ;-D x
Hey Mrs A – how weird that Sarah had the same thing! Well, now there is a solution, true army style bought to you by Nurse Green. And it can be washed after use. Yipee!
I love his wedding ring too – it looks so regal which is just right for him 😉
Ace!
nurse G did the right thing. the humor heals, the work distracts. plus, cloth resuscitated to yet another life..
now , do tell me why you peel potatoes? i have never peeled them, i take a scrub brush or metal ball ( the ones which clean pans) to the hapless root vegetables and scratch the sins out of their skins–that’s all.. vitamins and minerals to me..
Hi Nadine,
We find peeled potatoes to be nicer for roasting, otherwise you don’t get that lovely golden crispy outer. We munch through plenty of jacket potatoes too and enjoy washed new potatoes, so peeled, roast potatoes are a once a week treat for my two.
Even when I cook mashed potatoes, I tend to leave the skin on 🙂