I believe you can judge the affluence of a country by the number of wheelie bins they have. In our area we have three. A green one, an orange one and a black one.
The bin above is green and it is for garden waste only. Tree branches, leaves. grass cuttings, that sort of thing. Do not put any potato or carrot peelings in there, or cabbage or cauliflower leaves or other green things from your house like dead old flowers. If you do so it will unleash the four horsemen of the Apocalypse. Some authorities have fined repeat offenders for putting cabbage leaves in these bins. Cabbage leaves and other household waste should go in the black bins.
But not newspapers, magazines, cardboard, plastic bottles like shampoo, soft drinks, yoghurt containers and such like. They go in the orange recyclables bin.
Got it? Green for garden waste. Black for household waste. And orange for recyclable waste. And all three for a waste of time.
These bins are emptied on a rotation period. One week green, then black, and then orange.
An opportunity for me to play tricks. You need to be a genius to remember which week is which colour. Our bins are emptied on Tuesdays. So on Monday I get out the wrong colour bin, for example green. The neighbours follow suit and get their green bins out. Late on Monday night I go out, bring my green bin in, and put out the appropriate one for that week. The next morning the trash lorry empties my bin because it is the right coloured one and leaves all the other bins untouched. What hilarity!!!
People get very possessive about their bins. They put their house number on them. After all, you would not want someone else to put their trash in your bin whilst it's out in the street awaiting emptying? Would you? So you put the house number on your bin to fend off other peoples' trash. And you would not want someone else's bin on your premises would you? Noooo ... your bin, your trash, your premises.
Another opportunity for me to play tricks. The trash lorry people normally empty your bin and then leave it in front of your house. They don't bother with house numbers. So late on Monday night I go out and very silently move all the bins around. No.1 now has bin number 7 and No.7 has bin number 3 and so on. The next morning the bin men empty the bins and leave them where they found them. And the neighbours get out and find it is not their bin awaiting them; but an impostor from down the road. The hilarity is tremendous, I tell you. I have even done the same trick with doormats. They all have individual doormats and I changed them all round late at night.
A further individuality about bins is that some people have them cleaned weekly. After the bin men have been, another van comes round and if you have a contract they wash your bin and dry it and put some perfume inside so it smells nice. Now that's affluence for you.
When it comes to trash. I've bin there and done that!
...English is should a wonderful language. I need to BIN and BEEN to my last of words the sound the same, but have different meanings. NEED and NEAD, RAIN, REIN and REIGN and the list go on and on TOO, TO and TWO!
ReplyDeleteYes Tom; English can be a difficult language for some. That's why I always carry a dictionary with me. One volume of the Encyclopaedia Britannica each day. Very useful to stand on when I need (knead), to reach something high. God bless.
DeleteHere in Montreal, Canada, the green bins are for recycling, the brown ones are for composting. As far as the waste goes, I live in an apartment building so this goes in either white or green plastic bags. The smaller ones go into the chute provided on each floor. I believe they end up in large blue containers, which are then hitched to a truck and taken away to the landfill.
ReplyDeleteAll this re-cycling nonsense is very confusing to me Linda. We are not allowed to put glass jars and bottles in the re-cycling bin. We have to drive to the re-cycling centre, (and waste petrol and pollute the atmosphere), to give them our glass jars and bottles. What nonsense and waste of time and money. I tried to take my mother-in-law to the re-cycling centre but they would not have her.
DeleteGod bless always.
Here in my area....we have one blue bin. Trash and it must be bagged. I know your neighbors love you and enjoy all of your antics. All of my neighbors are much older folks so I guess I best not follow your fun.
ReplyDeleteOh my neighbours do love me, Shug. Most of the houses around here are for sale except ours. I don't know why. I'm looking forward to more fun with the new arrivasl.
DeleteGod bless you.
"Bin there, done that" is a great and punny line, Victor! You are a champion prankster, hands down. We have two bins, one for trash and another for (supposedly) recycling, but I have my doubts if that truly happens. All our raw veggie matter goes into one of our two compost piles in the back. That certainly does save on garbage waste. God bless!
ReplyDeleteYes, I have started a compost pile in the garden where I put raw veggie matter as well as grass cuttings and leaves. So less stuff goes in our green bin. Like you, I have my doubts as to what is really re-cycled. It must cost more in sorting out various materials, melting the metal ones, and re-cycling it. And separating paper, from plastic , from metal, from clothings etc ...
DeleteGod bless, Martha.
Our condo provides trash and recycling bins, which are emptied once a week. I wish I had the ability to compost here.
ReplyDeleteNot easy in apartments. God bless, Kathy.
DeleteThey will clean the bin for you?!! Wow. I've never seen that done in all the places where I've lived.
ReplyDeleteYes Barbara. If you have a contract a private cleaner comes round just after the bin has been emptied and he washes it with a power wash, and perfumes it. I never used these contractors so I don't know how much they cost. There are others who also come and wash/clean your windows (in and out). And another contractor who comes and cleans the rain gutters and also power washes every tile on your roof. Others would power wash your drive, the car, and also mow the lawn.
DeleteI have not found anyone to clean behind my ears.
God bless you always.
This had me smiling, your bin adventures are classic. It’s the little everyday mischiefs like these that bring some fun to the routine. And yes, those bin rules can feel like a whole language of their own. Thanks for the laugh.
ReplyDeleteLife is a series of mischiefs to punctuate an otherwise dull experience. God bless, Melody.
DeleteThis was funny - but three bins and having to wash it - and remember. I would NOT like that. We have a green bin for everything.
ReplyDeleteIt is getting a little ridiculous, Sandie. Some local authorities are introducing a fourth bin for food waste - uneaten meals, my wife's cookings and cremations, and the like. And so many rules to follow as to what goes in which bins. (I wish they had a mother-in-law bin for me to put her flying broom stick).
DeleteGod bless, my friend.
We live in a rural area and have to take everything to the dump ourselves.
ReplyDeleteThat must be inconvenient at times, K. God bless.
DeleteWhat a funny fellow you are, Victor ... giggling at these high jinks. This deserves a variety show!
ReplyDeleteHere in central Alabama we've but one bin, basic black. Boring.
Over the past few years the local authorities have become re-cycling keen. It can however be confusing as to what is recyclable and what is not. For example, you can buy oats, or rice or dry pasta in plastic packets that are recyclable. Yet the same products from another shop are in plastic bags that are NOT recyclable. Why can't manufacturers package everything in recyclable bags? Same with some cartons - like milk or fresh fruit juice cartons - non-recyclable. I have also been told that my jokes are non-recyclable so other people cannot repeat them.
DeleteGod bless, Mevely.
Querido Víctor, adoro tu buen humor y las travesuras que haces, sigues siendo un hombre con corazón de niño travieso.
ReplyDeleteNunca saco la basura, como trabajo todo el día, la sacan mis hijos.
Un día mi madre fue a tirar la basura a uno de esos contenedores y al abrirlo se asomo una cabeza, el grito que pego mi madre fue terrible, pero también fue triste, el hombre estaba buscando comida, eso duele.
Paso a desearte un feliz fin de semana, Que Dios te bendiga.
♥️Abrazos y te dejo besitos♥️
*♥♫♥**♥♫♥**♥♫♥*--*♥♫♥**♥*
TRANSLATION: Dear Victor, I love your good humor and the pranks you get up to. You're still a man with the heart of a mischievous child.
DeleteI never take out the trash. Since I work all day, my children do.
One day, my mother went to throw the trash into one of those containers, and when she opened it, a head poked out. The scream my mother let out was terrible, but it was also sad; the man was looking for food. That hurts.
I'm stopping by to wish you a happy weekend. May God bless you.
♥️Hugs and kisses♥️
Thank you so much for visiting me again, Liz; and all the nice decorations in your comments. I wish you and your family a very nice weekend.
It is so sad to hear about the poor man searching for food in a bin. So many people needing help these days.
God bless you and your family always.
You are quite the trickster.
ReplyDeleteNow all you folks need is a compost bin, too, for those flowers and cabbage leaves, and you'd have a rainbow of bins through the month.
We have two bins, one for recycling and one for trash/garbage/waste/whatever you want to call it. The larger trash bin goes out twice a week and the smaller recycle bin once a week.
A lot of people have their own compost pile in the garden for cabbage leaves, grass cuttings and the like. A bit difficult if you live in an apartment because there is not much room under the bed to have a compost pile.
DeleteA collection twice a week? That's very fortunate. Ours are once a week on a rotation system. You have to rotate as a ballerina as you put your bin out.
God bless, Mimi.
:D
ReplyDeleteGod bless, CM.
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