Compost bin

About this time last year I was given a compost bin. I’d been swithering about buying one for quite a while. The thing that put me off getting one was the fact that our garden is really quite small. So space is precious and compost bins are big, bulky and ugly.

Anyway, I’ve been following instructions to the letter and adding garden waste and vegetable kitchen waste and after a year I have very little to show for it.

I know that for about three months the whole bin would have been frozen solid, which wouldn’t have helped matters. It seems to be a fantastic way of preserving vegetable scraps with no sign of any compost to come.

Someone did tell me that the problem was that the whole thing was too dry and I needed an accelerator. Apparently I had to add urine to help the composting process along. So I appealed to the blokes of my family and with many complaints about me ‘taking the piss’ they did come up with the goods, but it was all to no avail.

So despite the fact that I didn’t have any problems with rats or ants, I’ve given up on the whole thing and I’ll be glad to get the space back for some nice plants.

One horrible thing about the composter was the millions of teeny wee compost flies that escaped from it every time I lifted the lid to add something to the bin.

I think a big part of the problem was the fact that even in the summer time it was too cold here for any heat to build up within the bin, which would have helped with the whole process.

Luckily the council in this area provides us with brown bins for garden waste, which they turn into compost. They are talking about providing bins for compostable kitchen waste which would be a definite plus as it it such a shame to have to put it all in the ordinary bin which is just taken off to a landfill site.

So my garden is going to lose its compost corner soon, I think I’m just going to have to brave it and start pulling the garbage out bit by bit. Yeeuch!

Compost Corner

I’ve been gardening for a very long time. It was my dad’s hobby and I helped him from a very early age. Over the years I’ve had 5 different gardens, and even although I’ve had my present garden for over 20 years, I’ve never made my own compost.

Well, that has all changed since I became the proud owner of a new compost bin yesterday. I was given the bin by my friend Annella who had ordered it as she thought it was a bargain too good to be missed. However, when she read the instructions she decided that she didn’t have time to wait for the slow process of compost making. She is 83 and thinks that 6 -18 months is too long to wait at her age. Mind you I think she is good for at least another 10 years and I’m sure that I’ll be passing plenty of home-made compost down along the road to her garden over the years.

Well, that is if I’m successful in making it. I am following the instructions to the letter, so it won’t be for want of trying.

It feels to me that I have a big baby in the garden, which is in need of nurture and I can’t tell you how virtuous and green glowish I feel now that I’m feeding all my veggie waste, egg shells, tea bags and coffee grounds into my new toy.

Annella called it her Dalek, but my husband thought it looks more like a Chumbley (in foreground in the picture.)

Mind you, I’m a bit worried about attracting unwanted visitors in the shape of rats. Ants are bad enough. So, at the first sniff of a rat, the experiment will be over, and I’ll be back to putting all the garden waste in the council brown bin and buying my compost ready made.

I think we were pretty good, waste management-wise even before this as we only have our wheely bin emptied once a fortnight. Sometimes there are 3 adults in the household and other times there are 5 of us but we have never been anywhere near having a full bin.

I know of some households of only 2 adults who have rubbish spilling out of the top of their bins come collection day. I don’t understand how they can generate so much garbage. We live really close to one of the many recycling centres in Fife so we don’t have any excuses for having full bins.