The vegan who ate yoghurt

I hes­i­tate in front of the refrig­er­a­tor in the super­mar­ket. Being a veg­an, I usu­al­ly fast-track past the dairy sec­tion, but today I devi­ate from my nor­mal round. I study the dif­fer­ent types of yogurt. Organ­ic, of course. Hmm, blue­ber­ries. This excur­sion into the realms of dairy, now more than a month ago, is part …

Work and play

A famous writer, a com­mu­ni­ty work­er who brings peo­ple togeth­er, a suc­cess­ful ani­mal activist, a screen­writer… I look up from my note­book. Out­side, the wind plays with the long strands of hair of the birch that stands in front of the win­dow. Inside, peo­ple are read­ing qui­et­ly among end­less rows of books. This is my …

Message in a bottle

Our Plas­tic Chal­lenge is over. For sev­en weeks we have forced our­selves to find alter­na­tives for plas­tic pack­ag­ing. Now that we are used to these changes, we keep avoid­ing plas­tic as much as pos­si­ble. But indi­vid­ual choic­es are not enough — we need major social changes. Every­thing flows to the sea If I have learned …

Don’t push it

I cycle through Aberdeen, a bag of gro­ceries swing­ing from my steer­ing wheel. I have been to the Lidl where you can buy, for exam­ple, cau­li­flower and zuc­chi­ni with­out pack­ag­ing. Shop­ping veg­an and plas­tic-free by bike, it doesn’t get much more envi­ron­men­tal­ly friend­ly. But the warm, fuzzy feel­ing stays away. Instead, I feel anger bub­bling …

Doughnut, anyone?

A full moon ris­es over a snowy Aberdeen. The mer­ci­ful, white blan­ket cov­ers not only streets and gar­dens, but also the lit­ter at the side of the road. Last week I found a lot of plas­tic while run­ning (it turns out this new sport is called plog­ging), but I can’t moti­vate myself to go out …