One of the great pleasures of my public-library volunteer work is that I get to do it with a lady who was a teenager during the second world war, in Hungary. We chat away non-stop. The other day, talk got around to penny-pinching and frugality, and how those practices are still around, often these days under the header of ‘recycling’. My own parents learned a lot about frugality in post-WWII Britain, with rationing still firmly in place, and I learned a lot from them.
When we had a big yard, I had 3 composters going. Mr. S. built me an ingenious sifter for it, out of hardware cloth (half-inch wire mesh) and sticks. It was custom fitted to my wheelbarrow. Awww. Continue reading
