Building Materials That Heal the Planet Instead of Harming It
The day I truly understood concrete’s climate impact, I was standing in a vast cement factory in the Midlands with safety goggles fogging up from the heat. The plant manager,…
The day I truly understood concrete’s climate impact, I was standing in a vast cement factory in the Midlands with safety goggles fogging up from the heat. The plant manager,…
I had a proper meltdown in a department store changing room last summer. Not my finest moment, I’ll admit. There I was, half-dressed, suddenly frozen with a pair of jeans…
It’s funny, the things you notice when you’ve been away. I’d spent three weeks in rural Wales helping a friend set up a small regenerative farm, living in a stone…
The first time I truly understood concrete’s climate impact, I was crouched inside a half-finished building in Morocco, my hand pressed against a wall that wasn’t made of concrete at…
The moment I realized my relationship with smart home technology had fundamentally changed happened at 3AM on a Tuesday. I was dead asleep when my phone pinged with an alert:…
Last spring, I found myself flat on my stomach in my garden, nose practically touching the soil, magnifying glass in hand like some horticultural Sherlock Holmes. My neighbor spotted me…
I’ll never forget the first time I managed to cook an entire meal using nothing but sunshine. It was during a sweltering July heatwave about six years ago, the kind…
My first attempt at solar cooking was a complete disaster. I’d cobbled together what I thought was a perfectly serviceable solar oven using an old cardboard box, some aluminum foil,…
I remember the first time I truly saw stars. Not the sad handful visible from Bristol or London, but the overwhelming, humbling blanket of them. I was nineteen, on a…
I once owned five corkscrews. FIVE. I discovered this embarrassing fact during a massive decluttering session sparked by a leaky roof and subsequent emergency emptying of my kitchen cupboards. There…
Last summer nearly broke me. I’m not being dramatic—well, maybe a tiny bit. But after three consecutive weeks of temperatures hovering around 34°C in my top-floor flat in Bristol, I…
There’s a small burn mark on my kitchen table that my friends love to mock. “Exhibit A in why Eliza shouldn’t be allowed near science experiments,” my housemate Ruth likes…
I’ve got a four-meter-tall cannabis plant growing in my garden. Before you call the police or stage an intervention, let me clarify—it’s industrial hemp, not marijuana, and it’s perfectly legal.…
I had what my friends now call “The Jeans Meltdown” in the middle of a department store changing room four years ago. I’d been researching an article on textile production…
I discovered the importance of insulation the hard way – through my first winter energy bill in a poorly insulated flat that cost more to heat than my monthly rent.…