So, Eric delivered.
Unfortunately I missed him, but that's OK because Sally said he wasn't a lithe Pole. And although he wasn't wearing a flat-cap, he did sport a fine set of dentures.
But seriously ... the compost comes from a social enterprise company, Fairfield, that is situated on New Smithfield market site in East Manchester. They use the waste fruit and veg from their neighbours and woodier waste from the council or landscapers to produce an affordable compost with a low carbon foot print.
Here is a neat view of the composting process.
The stuff that Eric brought was quite woody, and he advised us not to plant directly into it, so it is certainly not suitable for planting up pots, but the soil on Allotment90 has a high clay content and will benefit from the increased texture and carbon from bits of chopped up stick.
We spent an hour and half spreading half of the compost on the ground we have so far managed to weed, and the rest we put in a storage area.
It is good to see the allotment looking neat and tidy and vibrant.
And here is proof that when the occasion demands I can wield a shovel like a pro:
Naturally, after our heroic effort we retired to the nearest cafe and scoffed down a Danish (pastry).