Advice from the heart from Mrs E

19 07 08 Green lanes outside Metrobet
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Dear Mrs E,
I haven't seen my refuse disposal operative for days and he seems to be avoiding me. I feel scared and alone with my bin bags and just want him back. I've tried leaving bags out to get him to call but when I wake in the morning they are still there.
Please help. I am at my wits end.

Yours

A Harringay resident

Concerned when I received this plea from the heart, I decided to find out for myself what was going on.

Going to the supermarket with the most generous free refuse bag offer in the world, this Saturday afternoon , I was soon very moved and could not resist snapping away as some houses on my road seem to have decided to put their entire waste for a month on the pavement, presumably to make it easier for the refuse collectors who will be waking the baby at 5.30 tomorrow morning (luckily its Mr E's turn to get up with him).
How thoughtful of them, they will definitely be saving the bin men valuable seconds.

Turning the corner, at the newly named 'Tits' junction I was confronted by three bags of rubbish. Oh those poor souls hanging around on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams outside our very own caring, sharing Metrobet (Free bets and a cappucino with every accummulator) having to contend with the boulevard of Broken bottles as they lose their shirt on the 2.15 at Haydock.
The tears were soon rolling down my cheeks at so many lost souls confused and scared like the one who had sent me the anonymous letter.

So here is my advice from the heart Green Lanes. Yes, I know... the bin men let you down. They were not there for you when you wanted to get rid of your empty cans of Red Bull and your broken plastic chair. Just when you were beginning to get your waste disposal life together, they missed a date and then another and they didn't even call. But don't be too hard on them, they deserve a little 'me time', they needed a few hours to fight for a decent pay rise so that they can come back ,be there for you and yet still be able to cover the gas bill when it rises 3 million percent next autumn. Don't punish them by packing your bin bags and leaving them out for the rats, pigeons and foxes. They still love you, forgive them...

and put your bloody waste out at the correct time.