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« Reply #1980 on: 10:44:14, 08-06-2007 » |
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Bloody Hell!! My wheelie bin has been abducted. It was definitely there yesterday evening and now it`s gone. Who the hell would want to swipe a dustbin??!! This will mean y-e-a-r-s on the `phone to the council and then a few more before they get around to replacing it. In the meantime I can`t put bags out on the pavement because the foxes and cats will have a field day, so I`ll have to put them in the garden and they`ll have a field day there as well. Arrgghhhh! The Curse of a Thousand Bins on the perpetrator. Grrrrrr.
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« Reply #1981 on: 10:55:59, 08-06-2007 » |
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I knew it will come to that. Some people misplace thier bins and then don't want to pay for it. They abduct other people's bins. May be you can get a new bin faster than you think, Morticia. We changed company that collects rubbinsh and had to change our bins. It did involve some inconvenience, but not too much. Now we have bins with different leads on them. Bins themselves are the same colour (I think grey).
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« Reply #1982 on: 11:06:42, 08-06-2007 » |
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Mort, don't worry, this happened to us yesterday. The council, in their wisdom , have decided to swap all the bins, at an extraordinary cost no doubt. They will be replaced this afternoon.... at least ours were.
You will get the notice giving prior warning of this event late this afternoon !!!!!!
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« Reply #1983 on: 11:34:27, 08-06-2007 » |
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« Reply #1984 on: 11:52:57, 08-06-2007 » |
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A morning Ho MorticiaaaAAA. Really sorry to hear about your bin. A month does seem to be excessive. Try the local public health people to see if they can hurry things up - mention foxes, rats etc and Lesbian Marsupials. Check any new bin to see if they have sneaked a small electronic device under the rim. Trust nobody. Paint your house number on all sides of the your bin - this seems to be done in quite a few places now - maybe a few pink stripes. I hope that all else is fine with you Mort and that your fertile imagination is, even now, formulating further epiSOIds and scenes of the new film to delight us. Cheers and hugs S'wave.
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« Reply #1985 on: 12:37:09, 08-06-2007 » |
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Noone will ever know the system according to which they change the bins. May be they decided in their wisdom to change every bins in every other house. I like the idea of electronis device in bins. This way one can always know who throws up what right away. A big TV screen could be placed in the entrance of the estate. Everybody could watch the real drama on the big screen. The possibilities are endless and all thanks to Mr Bin.
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« Reply #1986 on: 12:39:21, 08-06-2007 » |
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S'wave - I seem to recall yours look like this...
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« Reply #1987 on: 14:07:45, 08-06-2007 » |
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It wouldn't be another of those carnivorous fences on the rampage again, would it Mort?
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« Reply #1988 on: 16:03:47, 08-06-2007 » |
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Perhaps some friendly soul (or **s'ole) has taken your bin away to give it a makeover like the others down your road - I seem to remember they have pretty transfers of plants and flowers on them. Wouldn't that be nice to return to find a rejuvenated bin. (also a bit 'Amelie' and make believe.....) Tommo
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« Reply #1989 on: 16:11:42, 08-06-2007 » |
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I like the idea of electronis device in bins. This way one can always know who throws up what right away.
Things may be different in Ireland, but here in SE London I can see no evidence that anybody who throws up bothers to do so in a bin! Baz
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« Reply #1990 on: 16:19:29, 08-06-2007 » |
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I coughed this morning whilst leaning over, and have put my back out rather painfully. I'm now hobbling round the house like an old woman counting the hours between Neurofens and hot baths.
The worst of it is that I have to get through a whole weekend before I can see the chiropractor, who will tell me off for having a desk job and charge me handsomely for the privilege.
I'm reminded of that jokes in the Simpsons (transcription from memory):
Homer (having had his back cracked into shape again): Wow, that really worked. Chiropractor: Now I want you to come back six times a week for the next two years.
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« Reply #1991 on: 16:37:18, 08-06-2007 » |
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Backs can be tricky. My granddad coughed while shaving and slipped a disc. My dad bent down to do up my shoelaces and slipped a disc (he couldn't stand up for quite a long time after tying them, and I very quickly stopped being such a lazy dreamy boy when it came to getting ready for school - well, at least as far as my shoelaces were concerned). My eldest brother tried to pick up a crate of drinks without bending at the knees and slipped a disc. My sister tried to move a bookcase without taking the books out first and slipped a disc. So far, I have not slipped a disc, but not for want of doing silly things. We should all strengthen the muscles in our backs, adopt good postures, lift from the knees not from the waist, avoid coughing. Why is all the furniture in the world built for average height people? Do these people actually exist? I've always been unable to work at a desk (other than my wonderful architect's desk, consigned to the garage because it's too big to be in the house), or eat at a table without having to lean over. I'll probably get custom built furniture when I'm a grown up (though won't be able to do that with any dining table - my girlfriend's 10 inches shorter than me) but for the moment, I try to stand and sit up straight, lift from the knees and occasionally, when I 'have the time' and remember, I'll lie on my back and wave my legs in the air. The thought of one day doing myself a damage is quite worrying.
What I'm trying to say, before I got distracted into talking about myself, is take it easy Tim. Hope you get better soon. And don't aggravate it - it will only get worse!
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« Reply #1992 on: 16:42:40, 08-06-2007 » |
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Yeah, I've got rubbishy back muscles (comes from an academic rather than a sporting life, I'm sure), so I'm supposed to do all these exercises every day but ... well, you never do. I jut hope I've strained a muscle rather than anything worse
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« Reply #1993 on: 16:45:19, 08-06-2007 » |
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Tim, if it was 'anything worse', you'd REALLY know about it.
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« Reply #1994 on: 16:46:44, 08-06-2007 » |
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Sorry - hope I haven't scared you... I think you'd know about it if you'd slipped a disc. I pull a muscle in my back from time to time, and get a few shooting pains in my legs, but experience says that a few days taking it easy and wincing every time you get out of a chair, and hot baths with dissolved aspirin in them will sort it out.
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