Oh Yes… here come the rant.
As I live in a small terrace house and do not produce a huge amount of household waste and that which I do is conscientiously recycled, when I place my wheelie bin outside for collection it is generally not brim full. As I am mostly not at home on collection days and usually rushing to work, I carefully ensure that said wheelie bin is placed outside the night before collection in order that it is not missed. Being on 2 weekly collections due to the imposition of draconian austerity cuts up here in the North (that not may be the real reason but hey I’m having a rant and so if I can place even some of the blame on the coalition then all to the good!) means that a missed collection takes us into the realms of very dodgy health and safety and the risk of the bin contents resembling something from the set of SlumDog Millionaire.
So time and again when I am at home and go the next morning to place the final remnants of my fortnightly rubbish in what should be my half empty bin I find it stuffed to the gills with alien bin bags… I know they are alien as they are slightly better quality than mine. They also appear to be full of shapes resembling bottles and things which should by rights be in the recycling bin.
So now I am fuming on 2 counts
- If your bin is over flowing is it not basic manners to ask before stuffing your rubbish in some one elses? How would they like it if I stuffed my surplus rubbish through their letterbox or threw it over the wall into their yard?
- If the recycling police spot contraband in my bin I am the one who will end up in court, I will no doubt protest my innocence have a rant and in the blink of an eye be behind bars desperately trying to mount a campaign to free the Wronged Wheelie Bin One. And as I have already p’d off Dave Cameron in my first paragraph, no amount of lovely LOL texts and promises of ‘country suppers’ is going to get me any support in high places!
Well I am not doing time for any Bin Bandits… you may well sneak down the alley under cover of darkness again but you will be foiled – not via trip wires and booby traps… though it has crossed my mind… but I am re jigging my diary so that I can put that bin out in the morning and will train the cat to sit on top fending off all comers until the dustcart arrives.
I am reclaiming my wheelie bin, protecting my own rubbish and defending my recycling integrity…
Rant over… off to check out CCTV systems.