Sell-By / Use-By

For many years now, consumers in this country have been obsessed by ‘expiry’ dates on everything in the shops. This has resulted in a monumental amount of food waste. Research tells me that the two main items discarded by people are milk and bread. This is followed by vegetables, cooked meats, and cheese.

I am old enough to remember when there were no sell-by or use-by dates on anything. Milk was delivered in glass bottles on your doorstep, and food items were bought from individual shops like greengrocers, bakers, and butchers. When I was young, a fridge was a modern luxury, and domestic freezers didn’t exist.

People used something called commonsense to decide if something was unfit to eat or drink. If bread was turning green, it was no good. If milk had gone sour, it was no good. Vegetables didn’t go off because you had already eaten them, then bought some more. If sliced ham was shiny like a rainbow or smelled funny, you didn’t eat it. If cheese had tiny bits of mold on it, you cut those bits off and the bit that was left was perfectly good to eat.

Modern refrigerators are much better and more efficient then the ones we used in the 1950s-1960s. They rarely if ever stop working, and most can maintain the perfect temperature at all times. If you put food and milk away in them once it has been partly used, it will stay fresh for much longer than the dates printed on the labels would have you believe. As an example, I offer you this.

Julie works at our local GP practice, and it employs a lot of people. They have a large amount of milk delivered a couple of times a week for the staff to use when making tea and coffee. In December, they forgot to compensate for the Christmas break, leaving some containers of milk that would be thrown away. So on Christmas Eve they told staff to take them home if they wished to do so. Julie brought home two 4-pint plastic containers of semi-skimmed milk. One had a use-by date of the 24th of December, the other the 31st of December.

We used the one with the use-by date of the 24th of December until it ran out yesterday, the 5th of January. Then I opened the one with the use-by date of the 31st of December, and it was fine. I have no doubt it will remain fresh until next week when I next go to the supermarket.

So please don’t fall for the Sell-by/Use-by con. It not only makes you spend more money in shops and supermarkets, it increases the mountain of food waste and ultimately puts up the prices of the items in the shops.

Do what we used to do, use your commonsense.

Normality returns

From tomorrow, the 4th of January, life goes back to normal in Beetley. Other than some different days for bin collections, the local kids go back to school, people who still go out to work (including Julie) start work again, and all shop-opening hours return to pre-Christmas times.

One of the things about geting old, at least for me, is comfort in familiarity. I don’t embrace change as I once did, (if I ever did) and like to know my routine is not disrupted. Just like my beloved dog, Ollie, I am happy with what I know.

Because of the Christmas holidays, I had to write down the bin-collection revisions on my new 2022 Sharpei calendar. I always have a calendar on my desk, and write everything I need to remember in the large box provided for each day. When you are retired, so many days merge into a blur, so I also get a lot of comfort from my calendar.

(Tech wizards please note*, I am too old to rely on a mobile phone to tell me all this stuff.)

So from tomorrow, I will be able to ring the Vet to get Ollie sorted, and ring the car mechanics to get my car sorted. I will be able to make a booking for Julie’s birthday meal on the 14th, and every service normally used will be back to normal.

That makes me very relieved.

Since Christmas Eve, I have felt as if I was in limbo. Every day was the same, just different levels of housework or cooking required. Once Julie’s birthday is celebrated on the 14th, (I have already bought the card and presents) we can relax until my birthday in March.

I have eleven months until the Christmas madness starts all over again, and I will enjoy every one of them.

The Longest Shortest Month

It is only the 17th of february today, but to me it already feels like the 44th of February. Strange how the shortest month can seem so long, especially after arriving as it did with severe winter weather, and a reminder that Spring might still be some way off.

Valentine’s Day is halfway through the month, but to me it already feels like that happened three weeks ago.

And this year is not even a Leap Year, when that extra day on the 29th feels more like an extra week.

I once worked with someone whose birthday was the 29th of February. He made quite a lot of the fact that his birth date was only once every four years. When he was 32, his wife gave him a birthday card with ‘8 Today!’ on the front.

He loved February, for obvious reasons. I don’t like it, for my reasons.

Come on March, get here soon!