I haven't said anything for a little while about my heinous abandonment of my current garden in favour of (considerably larger) pastures new.
The Great Move is however rumbling along behind the scenes, and in fact is now so imminent that we are spending all our time hurling things into skips and filling our living room with cardboard boxes.
Clearing up the garden has however raised a conundrum.
I was going to put a photo of my compost bins at the top of this post by way of illustration but thought I'd spare you that. The thing is, like all good gardeners, I nurse a secret composting obsession and have two fine and large wooden slatted bins.
When told I was taking them both, husband and Removal Van man nodded sagely: large wooden items, especially ones which look quite nice as compost bins go, are apparently acceptable.
However I then added that I was going to bag up the nearly completely rotted compost from one of them, and the not-very-rotted compost from the other, and bring it with me too.
Both husband and Removal Van Man now think I'm utterly, utterly bonkers.
I think a) it's not very welcoming to leave our nice new owners with a big pile of half-rotted guineapig poo and b) I've spent nigh on a year making this compost and I'm damned if I'm going to abandon it now. And besides where I'm going I'll need all the compost I can get.
So: help us out here. What do you think? Am I bonkers? Would you move with your compost tucked in among your furniture? Or would you let it go?
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