They now stand proud with floral grace.
even though they are broken and torn,
with holes and gaps that let the water in.
Yes they've been loved, adored and well-worn.
They were bought at a country living fair,
in the heart of our capital city.
The next day they were spotted in a local shop,
Shame I'd travelled so far. T'was a pity.
But these boots weren't made for just walking.
They were born to be centre-stage.
They can brighten up the dullest of days,
even when they've faded with age.
They've even brightened up a landfill site
during a visit I made last year.
But they didn't distract me from all that waste
where I almost shed a tear.
So they are now past their sell-by date.
At least where my feet are concerned.
But I couldn't send them to landfill again,
Not after everything I've since learned.
So instead of bunging them in the bin
They've been planted up with flowers.
And now stand proud on our doorstep,
Where they can be enjoyed for many more hours.
Written in honour of the BBC's Poetry season, just the for the fun of it.
Recycling facilities for wellington boots are hard to come by in the UK so reusing them as planters is a great alternative to landfill. We've got a garden full of them thanks to boys with feet that grow faster than leylandii. It's a good idea to make some holes in the boots first to help with drainage.
A search on Google has revealed that old rubber wellies can be sent to a Mr R Harrington at a Dunlop recycling site in Liverpool. However I have also read that the service is no longer available. If anyone has up-to-date news on this, it would be great to hear it. After all, it would be a shame to bombard an innocent citizen with unwanted boots.
But don't think there's no hope for old wellies. Smile Plastics, based in Shrewsbury, recycles wellies rejected by charity shops, turning them into new funky plastic sheets, which are sold to designers as material suitable for table coverings, flooring, and waterproof mats.
And last year, organisers of the Glastonbury Festival collected revellers' discarded welly boots, which they then sent to Senegal inAfrica.
So it looks like there's new life in old boots after all eh.
Well one thing's for sure, mine have got a whole lot of life in them yet!