The sweet smell of success

Yesterday, I made the journey to the compost bin, kitchen tidy full of sloppy scraps in one hand, fingers of the other pinching my nose. Just in case, you know. …

Finally, the end of FebFast

A little late with today’s post, but, you know, it was 1st March and, you know, FebFast is over, so, you know, I’ve been busy celebrating. Actually, that’s not technically …

FebFast finally hits home

It’s taken three weeks, but FebFast got difficult overnight. Possibly because I finally left the Fibro and had to venture out into, gulp, society without the benefit of a bevy. …

A question of heat

Further to my post about using my day job to work through my own questions about life, the universe and imaginary friends, I would like to add composting to the …