I lifted the old carpet (see left hand bottom of first photograph) and decided to have a look at my buried compost treasure last week.
The rough stuff went into the bottom of a new pallet compost pile. This is now full of nettles, cut flower heads, weeds and grass from the lawns.
It's been covered up with the nineteen seventies psychedelic carpet. I don't or try not to use nylon carpets because they are a nuisance breaking down and wrapping round my garden fork or shovel. I believe modern carpets contain fire retardants and nasty chemicals and we don't want that in our growing soil do we?
Is it a badger sett or a fox hole? No its my compost pile bank. I once heard a gardener say your soil is like a money bank. You can't keep taking it out with out putting something back. What's the point of planting a good plant in poor soil or clay? Remember the Parable of the Sower in the Bible?
I bucketed my compost in an old tree plant pot and lay some one inch mesh over the top of my 'compost bath' and used an up turned weeding bucket to hold the other end of the mesh up. Then I emptied the compost buckets contents onto the mesh and forced it through the mesh with my trusty garden spade and filled a bucket in the compost bath with lovely friable, sieved compost. Any big lumps of compost went on next years potato are of the veg plot and any stones and twigs were thrown over the hedge into some rough grass.
You can't beat having your own compost pile can you?