Samantha Weinberg

Green Wife

The first of an occasional column on the perils of trying to be green, run a family and live a pleasurable life.

issue 16 February 2008

My chocolate chip cookies have arrived at the farm shop. Caroline apologises as I walk in: ‘I’m afraid they’re Fairtrade.’

‘All the better,’ I reply. ‘Why on earth would that be a problem?’

‘They’re a little dearer. Some people don’t want to pay the extra pennies.’

Eleven packets equals a few extra pounds, but I’m happy to spread a little ethical largesse, particularly since we’re going to sell them for £1 each (including a cup of tea) at the big badger debate. Organic Fairtrade would have been even better.

I wonder whether 99 biscuits is enough, and almost turn back for more. But I can’t quite believe that we’re going to get the numbers that Mark’s hoping for. The book shop has sold 67 tickets, and we’ve probably got around 16 promises from friends. That’s still only just over half the capacity of the Assembly Rooms, and Meurig Raymond, deputy president of the NFU, is coming all the way from west Wales to speak for the cows.

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