Are compostable bags really compostable? Part 4

Part 4 of an experiment in home composting.

I am conducting an experiment to see whether The Guardian’s compostable bags do actually degrade in a home compost heap.

I checked up on the heap again on Sunday 1 September, four weeks after the last check and eighteen weeks after I started the experiment. Again, I removed all the material carefully with a spade and trowel, placing it all into a large bin.

The first item I came across was the Happy Pear compostable pouch which I placed in the heap just four weeks before. It hadn’t decomposed much – if at all – as you can see from the picture below:

I didn’t expect to find much progress on this, certainly not after four weeks. The label says it is designed for industrial composting, so I’m not very optimistic that it will breakdown in a domestic situation. But we shall see.

Further down was the remnants of the compostable cup which I had added in July, at Stage 2 of the experiment. This has now further disintegrated further, so I’m pretty confident that this will vanish completely in due course.

Of the clear film bread wrapper left in the heap at the same time, I now found nothing. I can therefore record that this was composted completely within eight weeks.

Finally, I dug right down to the bottom of the heap to see what was left of the initial two compostable bags. These have been further reduced to a few very small scraps of compostable film:

It’s not now possible to tell from which of the two bags the scraps come, which is good news. It seems to me likely that there won’t be anything discernible by the time I next open up the heap, but we will see.

Finally I have decided to add another item to the heap: a compostable coffee cup made by Down2Earth Materials in Cork. (This firm may well have made the earlier cup which I placed into the heap in July, which you can see above. Unfortunately I didn’t keep a note of the manufacturer which is why I’m adding a new cup at this stage.)

Here’s the cup:

And here it is in the heap:

Once again, I’ve put all the part-composted material back, and topped the heap up with plenty of new kitchen vegetable scraps and garden waste. I will take another look sometime in late October.

Part 1, 28 April 2019. 
Part 2, 7 July 2019.
Part 3, 4 August 2019.

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The neighbour pays a call

The Guardian, 10 September 2019

Yesterday morning, on the way to the garage where I buy my newspapers, I saw the tail end of the motorcade carrying Boris Johnson disappearing fast along the canal road towards his appointment with Taoiseach Leo Varadkar in Government buildings. By the time I got home the TV showed that his car was drawing up, so they had made good time.

Johnson was pretty restrained during his brief press conference, but the contrast between his demeanour and the calmness displayed by Varadkar is well exemplified by the lovely quartet of photographs used today by The Guardian. You can imagine the little whoop of joy from the picture editor working on the spread when he or she came across this sequence, and realised what a nice combination image they would make.

There was also a great remark from a commenter in yesterday’s rolling coverage: “For the Irish, Brexit is like having a neighbour smash the fence between your adjoining properties, and then come to your door demanding that you pay the bill to have it rebuilt.”

Exactly the sort of people you want living next door.

How the UK has put Ireland in a catastrophic situation, by ex-Tory

RTE’s shoestring budget just about stretches to the excellent Audrey Carville being flown to London to co-present the Morning Ireland radio programme from Westminster.

I am not a Tory, and normally I would be happy to see the party mired in even more confusion than it finds itself in at the present time. But I have much respect for those of its members who espouse what is usually called ‘old-fashioned One Nation Conservatism’. They love their country, they respect other traditions and, above all, they are democrats. So it has been shocking to see so many of them turfed out of the Conservative Party after daring to vote for the anti-no deal bill on Tuesday night. One such was junior minister Alistair Burt, who was first elected as an MP in 1983. In Wednesday’s debate he spoke as ‘the proud but slightly bemused independent Member for North East Bedfordshire’, In his excellent speech, which you can read in full here, he said:

Many in the UK have failed to grasp that it is we who are leaving the EU. That means that it is a negotiation between us. We have never really understood the EU or its arguments, believing that a negotiation was a series of demands from the United Kingdom, not a negotiation. That and the language that we have used—built on 20-odd years of the drip, drip of poison about the EU—has made sure that we did not get a deal.
… [W]hy do we want to avoid no deal? I will not repeat all the things that the right hon. Member for Leeds Central said, which are obvious; the economics are clear. For me, there are three reasons. The first is the threat to the Union. I am a Scot, my mother and father from Scotland. I am a proud Scot. I am also British through and through. I could not believe a recent poll of Conservative members that said they would abandon almost anything, including the Union, providing they left the EU. I regard that as a terrible threat. We should not risk it.
My second reason is Ireland, which is treated by some here as some sort of irrelevance and a place that has made up the border issue to prevent us from leaving the EU. With our history in relation to Ireland and everything that happened there, it became our best friend in the European Union. Our choice to leave—our Brexit—has put Ireland in the most catastrophic situation of any country, and we now expect it to accept another English demand that it should do something. Have we no understanding of what that relationship means and the damage done?
My third reason for wanting to avoid no deal is the damage to Europe and the relationship with Europe itself. I grew up as part of the first generation to avoid war in Europe for countless hundreds of years. I arrived in the House of Commons when there were giants here such as Denis Healey, Willie Whitelaw and Ted Heath—people for whom Europe was the place where they and their friends had fought and died—and they wanted something different. That has always motivated me in my sense of Europe. Whether we are in the European Union or not, that relationship with Europe is clouded by the sort of language that the hon. Member for Wallasey (Ms Eagle) mentioned. I do not want to see that relationship threatened by a no deal.
Thirdly, let me end where I began, as the Independent Member for North East Bedfordshire. I do not complain at the removal of the Whip—voting on an issue of confidence, I accept the rules—but I say to my colleagues: just think how this looks. Last week, the Conservative party lost Ruth Davidson and George Young in the House of Lords resigned the Whip. This morning, we lost my right hon. and learned Friend the Member for Rushcliffe (Mr Clarke) and my right hon. Friend the Member for Runnymede and Weybridge (Mr Hammond) —who made the economy we were cheering just a few minutes ago. What are people going to think about what we have left and what we have lost? Some will have been very happy at the fact that some have been purged—purged. A few weeks ago, one of our colleagues retweeted an article in The Daily Telegraph that looked forward to the purging of remoaners in the Conservative party. That was disgraceful. I say to my colleagues, if we are being purged now, who is next? Watch a film called “Good Night, and Good Luck”, and you will take my point.
This may be the last substantive speech I make here as I am not standing again—and who knows when the election will come? I will leave with the best of memories of this place, friends and colleagues on all sides. The obsession that my party has developed may have sought to devalue my past as a friend of the EU, of our sister centre-right parties, and of many friends, and it may have curtailed my future, but it will not rob me of what I believe. I will walk out of here looking up at the sky, not down at my shoes. [Applause.]

Burt went further in a compelling interview on today’s Morning Ireland programme on RTE radio. You can hear the piece in full on the programme website but here is an extract:

The obsession with leaving the European Union which has grown in the Conservative Party over the past 20 years has now reached an almost irrational position. Your listeners may have seen the polling which was done a couple of months ago where they asked Conservative voters in the UK what they were prepared to sacrifice just to leave and it was virtually everything. If the economy and agriculture collapses but we leave the EU is it OK? The majority said Yes. If we lose the Union, are you happy with this as long as we leave the EU? They said Yes. It’s become almost irrational. …
My particular hurt on behalf of Ireland is that I am aware of how this affects Ireland. I think my colleagues have been incredibly careless and have felt that the issues surrounding the border, whether it’s trade or the fear of the troubles returning, have been seen as part of a political game being played by the European Union and by Irish politicians instead of something fundamental which affects people because of decisions that we have made which Ireland had no say on. That’s made me particularly upset, which is why I mentioned it yesterday.

It’s refreshing to see a British politician, from any party, spell this out. It is not said often enough, which is what everyone this side of the Irish Sea finds so frustrating. Too few English Brexiteers have thought about the disaster they have inflicted on the rest of the UK and on Ireland, an independent country. But that’s all right. They just want to get on with it.

If I hear that said in a vox pop interview one more time, I think I might throw something at the screen.

Update
A 2 minute interview with another ex-Tory MP, Ed Vaizey, was heard later the same day on RTE Drivetime, where he also expressed sorrow for the fact that the Irish position has not been discussed. Link is here. Starts at about 4min 10sec.

Are compostable bags really compostable? Part 3

Part 3 of an experiment in home composting.

I am conducting an experiment to see whether The Guardian’s compostable bags do actually degrade in a home compost heap.

I checked up on the heap again on Sunday 4 August, four weeks after the last check and fourteen weeks after I started the experiment. Again, I removed the material carefully with a spade and trowel, placing it all into a large bin. A few inches down, I came across the material I had deposited four weeks ago. On the left you can see what it looked like then – a paper cup and a large transparent bag, which had been a bread wrapper.  I was pleasantly surprised to see that there is very little left of the transparent bag – in fact the printed label is the only distinguishable bit remaining. Here is what it looked like:

So hats off to NJB who say they make a compostable film. My experiment would seem to justify this claim. The compostable coffee cup has decomposed less, but it looks as though it is also on the way to breaking up completely.

I carried on removing material in order to reach the bottom of the heap, where the two original compostable bags were placed back in April. Here is what I found:

There is now very little left of either bag. The pieces shown above were the only traces of both, and I therefore have every hope that there will be nothing left to report next time round.

My latest addition to the experiment is a pouch which once contained Happy Pear granola, manufactured by the Israeli company TIPA. The packaging tells you to put this into ‘industrial composting’ (i.e. a brown bin) but as I only use our brown bin very rarely, I decided to see how well it goes in a home compost heap. Here is how I left it:

I’ve now returned all the compost to the heap. I will keep on adding more material on top and we will see what it all looks like again in a month or two.

Cricket Loverley Cricket, At Lord’s Where I Saw It

Freddie Flintoff and Brett Lee, photographed at the end of the England-Australia 2nd Test at Edgbaston, 2005

Great news that the Cricket World Cup Final will be live on terrestrial TV on Sunday. This will be the first time I’ve been able to watch live cricket on TV since the wonderful Ashes summer of 2005.

Update: Good piece by Adam Bowie about watching sport on that day, with interesting statistics on viewers and participation in sport. See this link.

Are compostable plastic bags really compostable? Part 2

Part 2 of an experiment in home composting.

I am conducting an experiment to see whether The Guardian’s compostable bags do actually degrade in a home compost heap.

I finally got round to checking up on the heap on Sunday 7 July. This was exactly ten weeks after I had begun the experiment. Longer than I meant to leave it, I know, but various things intervened.

I began by removing all the material carefully with a spade and placing it into a bin. As I got near the bottom, I could see that there were two obviously separate large pieces of partly-decomposed plastic, but it wasn’t possible to tell which one was the Guardian bag and which was the one made by Greensax. There were also a number of smaller fragments which could have come from either bag.

I had to move them around a bit to get enough material exposed so that I could take a photograph, but this is roughly where they were when I uncovered them, and these are the biggest pieces I could find.

On checking back their positions in the dump from my earlier picture (left) I reckon that the fragment on the left is the Greensax bag and therefore the one on the right must be the Guardian. I was pleased to see that there were a lot of worms in the heap so they must have been doing a good job. There was no sign of the two wooden plant markers which I had carefully dated, which made me think that in the interests of science I should probably have used plastic markers. No matter.

I must admit that I was pleasantly surprised that so little is left of the two bags after just ten weeks. In my regular composting activities I have been using two or three Greensax bags every week for at least the last two years, and there are many fragments of plastic bag left over in all my bins. I have diligently moved these back to the large bags in which this autumn’s leaves will be kept, when the cycle begins again.

Having returned all the compost to the heap I then added two further distinct items, both of which claim to be compostable.

The first is a ‘compostable’ cup, acquired by my daughter at an event in the AirBNB offices. The second is the clear packaging from a loaf of bread, bought in a local food co-op. This is made by an Irish company, NJB. The company says that this is made from vegetable resources and is completely compostable.

I’ve covered all this with grass cuttings to a depth of an inch or two, then topped it off with more garden waste and vegetable peelings etc from the kitchen. I will carry on adding to this for another four or five weeks and then take a look at what has happened below the surface.

Deerie me

Yet more underwhelming signage in the Phoenix Park about feeding the deer. These ones look as though they were probably produced by staff in the Laboratory of Wildlife Ecology and Behaviour at University College Dublin, as they carry the Laboratory’s logo. It’s a shame that whoever designed them never went to the first year Information Design class which I used to run at UCD. (I see that this course is still being offered, by the way, although it is now under new management.)

There is a much better piece of design on the Laboratory’s Twitter feed, shown above, but it’s not clear whether this is meant to be a poster or a one-off exhibition panel (I suspect the latter). The typography and the use of clipart could be improved, but overall the message is clearly presented. The Twitter feed has a lovely little film clip showing the first of this year’s fawns, by the way.

Meanwhile in more Phoenix Park news, a consultation process over a new set of proposals for its future has just ended. The 18 page executive summary contains the usual guff about enhanced visitor experiences (including a possible funicular railway) and potential retail areas but not a single word about the lack of recycling facilities which means that thousands of plastic bottles and aluminium cans are left strewn in the open or dumped in rubbish bins every day.