Watching as my boys, Teddy, three, and Jack, one, played with their toys on our lounge room floor, my heart sank.
Gone were the days of lovingly-crafted wooden toys that were passed down from generation to generation.
It’s all made from plastic, I realised, and that didn’t include the packaging or the plastic tubs that we stored them in. Not to mention they had such a short lifespan before breaking.
Where is all this plastic going to end up? I wondered.
I knew the answer
