It's Raining Bin Men

Sorry I haven't put anything on here for so long. There's been a terrible bin strike in Bristol and, according to the rules of Blogspot, I wasn't allowed to write anything during the crisis. Something to do with Health and Safety, I suspect.

After weeks of partial strikes, the bin men were due to go on full time strike from next week.
However, they've agreed to something or other and yesterday they called it all off.

As soon as the news broke the streets were awash with dustmen ( and dustwomen too,).
In fact , I saw so many that I suspect that some of them were not real dustmen, but impostors who get their kicks from impersonating genuine waste disposal operatives.

Not everybody was keen to go back to work and I heard that fights had broken out at one of the meetings. Dustman on dustman violence is something that I thought I'd never see during my lifetime, but Lo! It has come to pass! So that's quite good then.

Many people didn't like the bin strike but to a keen rubbish spotter like myself it gave a rare opportunity to look at piles of domestic waste.

Here are some of the results of my observations:






It's a lot of rubbish, eh?