I’m playing a game of slow compost chess at the moment. Every year or so the bins need emptying from the bottom where the bread crusts, tea leaves, paper scraps, peelings and general leftovers have hopefully coalesced into a sort of nourishing brown sludge. Some of this can be put into bags and left but some needs to go into another bin – and I was all out of bins. It was time for the dalek to come back into play.
I’d abandoned it initially because the badgers kept breaking in but I’m hoping they won’t be interested in the well-rotted stuff as they seem to prefer their compost fresh. Last night passed without incident, so we’ll see.
Compost corner! Anyone remember Tiswas?
Kirk out
I remember Tiswas, but I was a design student when it started, so I’m guessing that on a Saturday morning, we were sleeping off the excesses of the previous night’s revelry 😉 Cheers, Jon.
I don’t have a compost bin, But I do remember Tiswas. I confess I only watched it to look at Sally James. I was in my twenties when it started, and I thought she was hot stuff! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.