Dear regular readers of the Journal de la Composterie,

We are entering a new ecological era and are delighted to announce a major initiative for our community: composting will become compulsory in France from 1 January 2024. This is a crucial step towards a more sustainable future, and it was with this in mind that we launched the "Compostons Ensemble" initiative back in 2009!

From 2024, composting will be compulsory in France. To support you in this transition, "Compostons Ensemble" is positioning itself as a reliable and expert local resource, offering practical sessions every Saturday from 10 a.m. to noon.

Breaking the cycle of pollution! In 2023, non-recycled bio-waste is still all too often trapped in household rubbish bags, which inevitably end up in landfill. It's a reality we can't ignore. Composting is our collective solution to breaking this cycle of pollution. Every peel, every leftover meal composted represents a victory against pollution. Composting reduces waste and improves soil quality. Join us every Saturday to find out how your individual contribution can make a significant difference to Grosbreuil.

Our composting sessions aren't just about ticking boxes. They are an interactive and educational experience. We offer a complete introduction to composting, practices and personalised advice for all participants. To support this initiative, the symbolic annual fee is just €2.

We also organise plant exchange days and advice days for gardeners, encouraging the sharing of knowledge and the creation of lasting links within our community, where everyone can share their tips for effective composting.

Together, we can make Grosbreuil a model of sustainability and environmental responsibility. Join us every Saturday to play an active part in this green revolution!

"Compostons Ensemble" - Because every action counts.

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It's 15 December, the sun is shining and the twenty or so "Compostons Ensemble" members are meeting at the O'Grosbreuil restaurant for a friendly get-together. The menu options range from pork cabecero to fish, but the main course seems to be infectious good humour.

Two companions, armed with bottles of red wine, prepare to serve a third companion who is visibly delighted by this bold initiative. You can almost imagine the resounding laughter as they juggle dishes and bottles, putting the art of composting to the test with unrivalled class.

The moment culminates in an epic selfie, where yours truly takes the spotlight in a close-up, with a sea of beaming faces in the background, and to top it all off, the restaurant's hosts, Lydie and Rija, make a special appearance in the background on the left. Their smiles are a testament to the success of this day, when conviviality reached gastronomic heights.

You can almost hear the laughter resonating as the best fertiliser for strengthening the bonds within this ecologically happy association. A gathering where composting is not just about organic waste, but also about cultivating fertile friendships and savouring the good humour in every bite.

Lydie and Rija, your culinary talent enchanted our taste buds, and every bite was an explosion of flavour.
Thank you for welcoming us with such generosity.

And Annick, a special round of applause for you, the instigator of this memorable day.
Your initiative created a new opportunity to bring together our wonderful "Compostons Ensemble" association in a joyful and good-humoured atmosphere.

In a remote corner of the Grosbreuil compost heap stood an insidious monster known as 'the compost heap'.
With its layers of green and brown waste, it resembled a dilapidated tower of rotting vegetables and dead leaves at the height of the festival. Every time Laurent saw it, he felt like a mountaineer facing Everest: scared but determined.

Armed with his gardening boots, cap screwed on his head, Laurent advanced towards the stinking beast. He looked at the mountain of rubbish and shuddered: "Let's go, mate!" he murmured to himself, seeking courage from the depths of his being. He took a deep breath and began to climb.

The first few steps were relatively easy, despite a strong wind that could blow cows off their feet. He climbed the first layers of fallen leaves as if they were tidy steps. But soon he was confronted with slippery mouldy bananas and treacherous orange peels. He stumbled and rolled, finding himself buried up to his neck in a mountain of organic waste. "Why on earth did I undertake this?" he moaned, his eyes fixed on the ever-distant summit.

With fierce determination, Laurent continued his ascent, picking his way through sharp wooden bark and the remains of tough courgettes. He emitted strange grunts and exaggerated grimaces with each new piece of rubbish he had to overcome. The neighbours wondered if he was going mad.

But Laurent didn't give up. He climbed, he pulled himself up, he held on, and finally, after titanic efforts, he reached the top of the compost heap.

‘I've done it!’ he cried, his eyes shining with triumph. There he stood, the king of the putrid hill, victory!!!

Raising his arms to the sky, Laurent felt a strange pride come over him. He had conquered the compost heap, he had conquered the unconquered...