Here’s a random moan for you. What’s with our rubbish disposal situation? I had a sofa to get rid of, it was perfectly fine and still usable and had the fire certificate, but no charity would take it, as it is part of a corner unit, well it was, but I bought it from a discount place as just the one part, a little chaise like and very comfy, Honestly you wouldn’t believe the hassle I had trying to rehome it.
Well I gave up on giving it away and decided to order a bulky collection from the council. I used to be annoyed at this service as it was rather expensive, especially when you’re dependent on a very low income, it was a big chunk to find; hence the amount of furniture, mattresses living in local gardens. People always judge this, but what should you do? There is a reason fly tippers dump rubbish regularly on open ground framing our estate, a lovely field and conservation area, and then yep, huge pile of rubbish.
Every now and again our housing association do a free collection, that’s what we need, free ways to dispose of rubbish and people would stop dumping it. Of course for some a run to the tip seems so easy, but what when you don’t own a car, how then do you move it?
I know, some would break it up, smash it and squash it and put bits in the bin, a few at a time like a severed body. I don’t have an axe, or the strength and somehow I can’t bring myself to destroy something. Damn maybe I should have offered it to the new rage room in town, or advertise my own rage event. Why did I not think of that sooner?
Well back to my moan, it turns out the council no longer offer a bulky collection service? WTF? They encourage us to donate to charity, yep, tried that, or to sell privately, what, the charity shop turned it down but other people will happily buy it. By this time its getting wrecked as it was propped outside under the conifers after the first Charity visit rejection, before moving to the front, ready for the next refusal, all very Beverley Hillbillies, where the dogs made it home on summer days, so what now. Bloody bugger!
Rag and bone, still exists here luckily, generally metal things will be taken, so people prop all sorts in the streets, it gets taken or left to rot. These rubbish collectors are probably fly tipping their unwanted haul and so the cycle goes on.
So what now, can I stick it in the street and pretend its not mine? Maybe I should try that. Instead I have a skip, I had to pay more for one big enough to fit it, I needed one anyway, for a garden overall, I am giving up on my unfinished upcycling projects, it all has to go. My garden is going from workshop, junkyard to lovely garden, well hopefully, that’s been the plan since spring, I have two weeks to fill that skip, I have no idea how I am going to lift the sofa into it, never mind the rest, Oh but that is work for another day.
So just to say, our rubbish situation is totally rubbish. Bear that in mind the next time you see disowned items in the street or growing in people’s gardens.
Chris.xx
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