George and I have been going to a lot of coastal areas recently, for Waste Stories and for the Waste Stories daughter project, Future Archaeologies of Marine Litter. The litter that washes up on our shores is incredibly varied, depending on the local currents, windes, topography and geography. In some places, such as Mullock Bay Read More…
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It’s not even December and they’re decorating the trees
I know it’s an annual trope, but Christmas (and Christmas waste) really did seem to start earlier this year. The shops switched to their Christmas ranges and started piping shmaltzy Christmas music, even before the lights were switched on. Amid concerns about continued supply chain “issues,” we are urged to stock up early: to Read More…
