[funnybird]

Okay, I've been meaning to post about this for ages. The London borough we live in is big on re-cycling, and has recently starting collecting food waste from residents for use in a giant communal compost/wormery. We have these small plastic buckets with carbon filters (to keep smells in) in the lids for the kitchen, and larger containers with lids to empty them into, which are left outside for collection by the council. It's a great idea; very green and ethical, and the carbon filters are very effective, but if not emptied frequently enough (and our's never is) the results are often spectacular. The other day the Boy opened the container in the kitchen to deposit some orange peel, and discovered that the contents were steaming and had grown a huge fuzzy coat of mould which looked like fur. We thought about naming it; it was probably the closest thing we'll have to a pet! Also, I must mention the the smell at emptying out time; it's like the vomit of someone who's been eating shit. I have to hold my breath while I'm doing it. I'd love to know where it goes after it's been collected. Imagine how stinky that must be!

[pollystyrene]

That's like the movie Four Rooms, with Tim Roth, Antonio Banderas, and others. If you haven't seen it, it's a movie in 4 parts- it all takes place in a big hotel on New Years Eve and Tim Roth is the bellboy. He has four "adventures" with some hotel guests and each segment is directed by a different director. In Robert Rodriguez's segment, which stars Antonio Banderas, Antonio and his wife go to a party somewhere and leave Tim Roth in charge of watching their snotty little kids for the night. The kids are really misbehaving (in fact, his segment is called "The Misbehavers") and getting into stuff and they find a dead hooker in the box spring of their bed. Hilarity ensues (believe it ot not!) That's a great movie! But I certainly wouldn't want to have it happen in real life! I'm going to start checking the box springs now!