Did a variety of things today: sawed-up some firewood, wove some willow shoots into a living fence, wheel-barrowed hay for mulching, and helped tidy a big shed. Also managed to severely embarrass myself by mistaking a scrap metal dealer’s car for a wreck that he’d come to pick up…
Here’s some photos.
Some images of the workshop, where I’m now sleeping and eating:
Personally, I’m quite happy with this view in the morning. Beats sitting on the train trundling over the Forth Rail Bridge.
Some of you will know I went to a Scottish permaculture gathering at Talamh in Lanarkshire last month. I may have mentioned the compost toilets – “shitting into a bucket and letting it rot into compost? Sounds barbaric!” – you probably thought. Well, I’m sure it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, but it ain’t that bad. Here’s the (rather posh compared to Talamh) compost toilet at Rubha Rhoil.
As you can see, you’ve got your toilet seat and toilet paper. What’s the big deal? In place of plumbing there’s a straight drop down into a container a few feet below floor level, and on the right there’s a box of sphagnum moss which you tear up and drop on afterwards. That’s all. Smells a damn-sight better than most public toilets. Oh yes, and you get compost eventually!
Talking of plumbing, I’ve learnt how to get water into the hot water tank and so enjoyed a nice warm shower today; well-needed and well-deserved.