My friend Perry gave me an apple today. Look at it:
It’s got a plastic wrapper. Why does an apple need a wrapper? It comes with a perfectly good skin, robust enought to protect it from falling off a tree, and until now, good enough to protect it from all the kerfuffle it encounters on its journey between the tree and the shop.
I don’t want to be one of those “Evangelising’s not my bag (but it is really)” preachy earthy bastards, but come on. That’s a pretty indefensible waste of materials, resources and probably landfill. And it made me a bit sad.
I imagine the folks at Wrap would like to have a word with whoever came up with it, too. Honestly, apple wrappers. Wrapples. Bonkers.