... stick their hand into the pulsing mass of slugs, worms and oversized toads that is my compost heap in search of the scraps of my receipts. It's the perfect place for all those shreddings you don't know what to do with. Particularly when damped down with a big bucket of stinking comfrey juice.
Both great compost activators, by the way.
And, as I understand it most inks now are made of natural materials and should decompose harmlessly, right? (As always feel free to correct if I am off base on this one).