Returning from golf at Duns (MPBUI) I was horrified to find our recycling at the bottom of Kirk Lane-where the denizens of this corner of our rural paradise had lovingly deposited their Friday offering to Planet Cooling. Bins emptied and returned but purple and transparent bags still there. Oh dear what had we done to flout the rules or offend the Environmental Hygenists?

No, not our fault it transpired. The EH's Lorry had just not been able to get through a mass of mourners exiting Hutton Kirk after a well attended local funeral. Not able to hang around they had gone on the rest of their round. Wait until next Friday then? No, hope not. Highheidyins in the senior echelons of the Borders Council (Rubbish, Nuclear waste and land fill section) have instructed the Knights of the Road to return tomorrow and strut their stuff, as it were.

Hope they do, Don't want to expose all our empty tonic water cans to the public scrutiny for too long. No gin involved but who would

believe that.

Labels: Hutton, Kirk Lane, Recycling

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