Composting. I’m doing it wrong.

As I sat here yesterday nursing a ripping head cold (thank you trip to Wellington) and researching various composting techniques I realised:  I’m doing it wrong.

That mountain of tissues,  all those mailers (‘Tis the season to get junk mail fa-la-la-la-la), they can be composted!  Even the glossy ones?  Yip, even those.  Toilet rolls – in they go!  I consider it good therapy to rip up those old bills and chuck them in the compost.  Yeah, that’s right power company – you’re potato food now!  HA!

The down side to this of course is:  I’m probably going to need a bigger compost bin.  It’s a small price to pay.