notes from
the MUCK . . .

How does your garden grow? With muck, muck and more muck! I spent much of today finishing the final muck box and then shifting muck from one box to the next. The first box, which the Big Lad is enthusiastically pointing out, has been rotting down for two years now and once we’d removed the top quarter of unrotted material, we found we’d hit the pay dirt.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009


Notes from the Muck's official island hide away, the Isle of Muck.

As the Muck revels and rejoices at being reunited with its Mojo, I'd like to let you know that I'm about to jet off for a family holiday in Scotland. While perusing the map, I spotted the delightfully named island.

I'm hoping to charter a boat or a small plane out to this magical land, which i presume is a breeding ground for dinosaurs and stuff like that. I'll let you know how I get on...if you don't hear from me, presume I've gone to youtube heaven.