Beth Sprouts Pondering; guzzle guzzle guzzle

It does strike me as extremely worrying that with a rapidly increasing world population and temperature rises looming (so assuming less farmland available), that it is accepted that meat, clothing and general food should be getting cheaper and cheaper and that each individual has the right to a never ending supply. 

I am pretty sure that with more people, stuff should be harder to come buy. Should we not be rationing? Should we not be buying direct to skip the corporation who will subsidise our greed and increase debts elsewhere. Perhaps try and keep our hard earned individual wealth out of the hands of big business, government and the national debt etc. Keep your money passing locally. Have a meat roast once a month, or less.

It is hard. Everything is so distracting, sales, offers, advertising. If you think you have been using your free will then think again, even if you are trying.

Learn crafts, how to cook, how to sew and repair, how to grow veg in pots, CYCLE. Take your self away from the shops and magazines - you are being dictated to and losing your choice. 

Think first. Buy less. Source better. Keep trying I guess.


Beth Sprouts Trend; how amulesing!

If you like a charity shop, and boy do I, you will be very excited and I think easily gratified. Mules are coming back, I can just feel it in my bones. I am having a bit of an anti-chain store, anti-fashion magazine moment and have kept myself away for at least six months if not a year, so I am trying to use my subliminal powers of trend forecasting. So I may be wrong. But I will be in them you can count on that.

Mules haunted my early teens, they were very 'in' and yet they felt way to old and just seemed ugly. Maybe now I am of the age they are more appealing. Low healed and easy to air your tootsies. PLUS they were trendy not too long ago so the charity shop are bursting at the seams with them. Truelly a kid in candy store moment.

Wooh I wana be like you Carrie.


Beth Sprouts Handmade; gettin sweaty in calicut

Sooo, a dear chum got wedded in Calicut in Kerala in March. Now I should mention here that Calicut lends its name to Calico, the cotton fabric that was created here. Unrelated to this fact, me and her mum jumped in an autorickshaw to get to her favourite fabric shop. Good grief, I was in heaven. Four floors of gorgeous prints, I wish we had things like this in the UK, infact I wish we had the desire to have clothes tailored for ourselves, and to own unique an individual pieces. Ho hum.

So I got a load of stuff, which is great. And here are three pieces I have made so far. Erm, I hate ironing...waste of electricity...ahem...