Hmm…. So….Mr A thinks he's having a holiday eh!
No more sorting. No more washing out lots of recyclables! No more worrying about stuff that can’t be recycled beyond our holiday village.
Well, guess what I’ve found, tucked away at the entrance of a local supermarket.
A rare find, and so perfect for recycling our milk bottles! Another tick in the recycling box!
On our last full day in Switzerland, you could say it’s a case of All’s well that ends well!
Well I suppose it was…
…until Mr A went off to buy some more milk,
…venturing out on his own, with nothing but a reusable bag and his best Franglais.
He happily returned with the white stuff, fresh pasteurised milk, which was a challenge in itself given the propensity for UHT over here.
But as for the packaging…. it was most definitely a case of Tetra Pak strikes again. Just when I thought we had the system cracked eh!
There's no recycling bank for this kind of stuff in Leysin, so they are counted as rubbish and are sent off to the incinerator to create energy.
But waste is waste, whether it's creating energy or not, so before we head back to Old Blighty, perhaps I should set Mr A, le bin saboteur just one more Zero Waste challenge.
After all, this is Switzerland and there’s more than one way to milk a cow.
So Monsieur A, grab a stool and a bucket…and in the words of Shania Twain from her very own chalet in Switzerland…I think it’s a case of…LET’S GO GIRLS!
What was that Mr A?
Pardon?
Funny that...he's decided to decline my offer of a tour of the local cow farm tonight, in favour of packing.
Oh well.... I tried!
Anyone for Café au Lait?
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