Out with the old

Its inorganic rubbish collection time again, and the streets of my suburb are a mess. The whole collection process is sort of fascinating, albeit messy. Outside almost every house the grass verge is strewn with a pile of rubbish. Walking around the suburb, I can inspect the contents of these piles, and gain a little insight into the lives of the inhabitants – this family have done some painting and decorating, that family probably got new outdoor furniture recently, these people must have pulled down entire internal walls, and those people kept a rolled up carpet in the back garden for far too long, because now its so mouldy it could almost have made it to the kerb alone. Read more of this post