Unintended Consequences

I was chatting with someone the other day about the joy of compost (I know, I know) and specifically the smug happiness you get when turning all your kitchen waste into something useful instead of landfill.

‘I’m not really all that into gardening,’ he said. ‘But I really do like putting stuff into the compost. In fact, I’ve started choosing my food on the basis of how much compostable waste it’s going to generate …’

7 Responses to “Unintended Consequences”

  1. Flighty Says:

    Oh the joy of composting! Apart from banana skins, potato peelings and tea bags I have very little kitchen waste.
    I must also say that I’m looking forward to next spring when I’ll be using my first lot of plot compost! xx

  2. j Says:

    Just out of interest, why not teabags? – Ours works fine, but then there’s about 3 per week in our house – caffeine being the drug of choice.
    j

  3. disgruntled Says:

    There was a time in London when – during the week at least – our only compostable waste would have been coffee grounds and orange peel. I thought about getting a wormery, but they would have been very hyper worms…

  4. PaperBoy Says:

    Got to be careful with teabags – some teabags are now plastic!

  5. disgruntled Says:

    Is nothing sacred?

  6. PaperBoy Says:

    I’m sure there’s someone somewhere worshipping Co-Op 99 Tea or PG Tips… (back to my loose leaf Earl Grey)

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