Special shoutout to Leonie

My infectious enthusiasm for being green appears to have worn off substantially on my housemate Leonie, who today asked whether a whole stack of old OUNC (Oxford University Netball Club, of which she is President) calendars could be recycled. We proceeded to rip the calendar in half, establishing that it was in fact paper and could therefore go in the blue recycling box. My job for tomorrow is to go through the whole stack and detach the metal hanging hooks before ceremoniously placing the said calendars in said blue recycling box. Second job for tomorrow is to find some sort of use for the metal hanging hooks which can't go in the recycling.

Initial thoughts are to take them to Orinoco, the Oxford scrapstore (http://www.oxorinoco.org), which crafty people and people with young, bored children can get a load of random stuff from to make a Tracy Island like the one off Blue Peter, or some other such interesting item made with stuff that would otherwise to go landfill (which in case I need to remind you releases shitloads of greenhouse gases). But its all the way over past Headington which on my bike is a round trip of over 5 miles which I can't be bothered with at the moment. Still busy doing my bloody research project. So I might just keep the metal hanging hooks in a little box somewhere until I think of something useful to do with them. I expect when my parents arrive to pick me up and take me back home to Chichester on Sunday they'll say "Stop being so stupid Charlotte and just put them in the bin." And they'll then take the piss for ages about an occasion three years ago when I refused to throw away a bit of gold string because I thought some useful use could be found for it. Possibly they are right to take the piss because I still haven't found anything useful to do with it. Perhaps I should save up a big box of "useless" random stuff and then take that to Orinoco to make the 5 mile journey more worthwhile.