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Ode to Odor. (Or, CHANGE THAT TANK WATER!!)

If you want a funky smell I'll give you one!

When I rinse and squeeze out my gunky sponges I do it in a bucket. When finished, I let the water/gunk in the bucket settle for a while and then slowly pour off the surface water, leaving sludge at the bottom.

I then use a funnel to pour the sludge into tubs, and place a cap on top. I store these capped tubs in the shed. I can build up quite a few tubs in the space of a few months.

The idea is that at springtime, all this thick sludge gets thoroughly mixed in with compost from my wormery, and then I surface dress the garden with it all. This stuff is like rocket fuel for plants!

But I kid you not, when those tubs have been in the shed for a few months and I eventually empty them out, the smell is like something other worldly, as I'm sure you can imagine, lol.

Fantastic though for hobbyists who are also gardeners.

Ya know...they always say that there's a fine line between genius and insanity.

But I think that this ^ post proves that it's not a fine line; it's more a broad stroke as if made by a wide paint brush...sorta like the white stripe down the centre of the road...and that Esox spends his life wandering aimlessly around that narrow no-man's land, dressed in spandex bike shorts and tending to his collection of fermented fish poop.

Not really genius...not totally whacko...he's an artiste, completely unique! What was that terrific quote from Big Bang Theory? "One lab accident away from becoming a supervillain!" :)
 
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A fishy haikku, dedicated to Esox:

Sublime elixir
Brown, pungent, a gardener's dream...
Don't open the tub!
 
...and a limerick:

There was an old gardener in Kent
Who stored the poop when his fish went
The smell was so bad
It made his wife mad...
And now he must sleep in a tent!
 
This is the stuff I'm talking about, pic below. This tub's only part full, a couple of months old. It'll get topped up a lot more yet and won't be properly matured until early next year.

I've just poured a drop onto the table out the back so you can see it. The table is more or less just under the kitchen window. My missus is in the kitchen and I kid you not, within 30 seconds of pouring this drop out, she shouted through the open window, "are you messing with that crap out of the shed again?"

It's that bad, fermenting filter crud really is offensive, and potentially dangerous I suppose, wouldn't this stuff give off methane? Yikes.

And @jjohnwm, as lovely as your poem is, I live no where near Kent! Although, given the size of the UK I suppose, in Canadian terms, I live basically next door to Kent, lol.
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Sorry, Esox, I had to use some artistic licence to get it to rhyme. That's all I could come up with.

Now, if you had lived in Nantucket...:devil:
 
Old Esox, he lived in Nantucket,
Collected fish sh*t in a bucket,
The smell was quite dire,
His wife left him in the mire,
And one day he stopped, he thought fu*k it!!
 
I am a Canuckistani
My hobbies and interests are many
But when dealing with Esox
And the funny way he talks
I'm forced to be his translation nanny. :grinyes: