Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Thursday, 9 October 2014

Bin There, Not Done It

Refuse collection arrangements have changed for our village and today is the first bin day under the new regime that collects recyclables (black bin with green lid and green bottle box) and non-recyclables (black bin with black lid) on alternate weeks, starting today with recyclables, as indicated by the helpful calendar that I, if nobody else, found inside the new green-lidded bin; of course it is a bit of a shambles out there with various combinations of rubbish receptacles out at the roadside awaiting attention: no bin at all (the most popular option which could indicate most folk may not bother sorting out the recyclables and bung it all fortnightly in a black-lidded bin); the black-lidded bin (which they will have either have to drag back full or leave out for a week); the green-lidded bin (correct); and green bottle boxes with any of the above (that’s alright too) – the tension to see how the operatives would deal with it all rose through the afternoon, but remained unresolved as no bin wagon turned up anyway.

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