Yesterday morning the lid of the compost bin disappeared. The big plank of wood that keeps it in place was lying on the ground next to the compost bin, but there was no sign of the lid. I immediately suspected corrupt anti-recycling faeries, perhaps in the pay of big agri-business. Or maybe it was faeries who were after something in the compost bin, such as rhubarb leaves and coffee grounds. Or maybe they wanted to use the lid as a little boat so they could sail over to the Aran Isles.

“Or maybe you didn’t put the lid on properly and it’s blown away.” said my wife.

I eventually found the compost bin lid at the bottom of a large gorse bush a few yards away. The mystery deepens.