Filth! Shiny black plastic! More filth!
Let me set the scene. Mr Anodyne and I live with our mate Ineffectual Dave in a back-to-back terrace house. We live at the back, and there is a ginnel for us and Mr and Mrs Next Door to reach our houses. This is where we, Mr and Mrs Next Door, and Mr Number 4 and Miss Number 10 store our bins.

When we moved in a year ago, I woke up a bit late on our first Bin Day and ran out to put our bin by the kerb, only to find some mysterious benefactor had already put it out. 'Fair enough,' thinks I 'they've been putting stuff in before we moved in.' So next week, I got up bright and early and went to put the bin out. It was already out. I asked Mr Anodyne and Ineffectual Dave if they had put it out after their night on the piss. Nope (although frankly if one of them had ever had the foresight to do anything so useful as put the bin out, especially after a night on the piss, I would have called the Vatican and had our ginnel deemed a Holy Site of Miracles). So there you have it. Every week since then, without fail, our bin has been put out for us. Not much - but none of us have ever seen our benefactor in the act, and part of me is curious as to who it actually is. The other part of me is glad that I don't have to leave the land of nod to put my bins out.

I was going to leave a box of chocolates on top of the bin with a note to say cheers at Christmas, but didn't because a) I spent the entirety of December shitfaced, b) I am not sure if my intended recipient would actually get the chocolate or whether one of the local scallywags would pinch it as a handy present for Aunt Maude and c) I am not sure how hygenic it is to put food on a bin lid, even if it is in packaging.

I can only assume that the neighbours took one look at us and realised that we are really not the responsible types (we aren't).

So, to whomever it is that has been putting my bin out for the past year, you have made me a Happy Belladonna. Cheers.
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Sun 17 Jan 2010, 20:34, 12 replies)

Benefactor
or binefactor?
( The Lone Groover has mal des nuts., Sun 17 Jan 2010, 20:45, closed)

this
pleases me greatly.
(unciebana It's good, but it's not right., Mon 18 Jan 2010, 18:43, closed)

same thing happened to me
i found out it was my next door neighbour, so i thanked him. since then, not only does he put my bin out, he brings it back when it's empty and has recently fixed my gate and fence, free of charge. he's a top bloke.
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Sun 17 Jan 2010, 21:12, closed)

I love nice neighbours. All we're good for is as a useful alarm clock when we stumble home pissed at 7am.
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Sun 17 Jan 2010, 21:28, closed)

my neighbours have never really seen me pissed
as i usually stay with mates when i'm hammered. that way, i don't have to clear up the aftermath ;)
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Mon 18 Jan 2010, 0:35, closed)

I too live in a back-to-back terrace, but at the front.
The bins are normally kept round the back, so I have to go through next door's "garden" to retrieve mine. Some weeks, I found mine and everyone else's had all been moved to the front by a(n) unknown person(s) and moved round the back again after collection; other weeks, I found all the bins but mine were out the front, but once emptied the mysterious bin-shifter was only too happy to put it back again. There are five households involved, and I can't be arsed to play Sherlock Holmes as life's really too short.
( The Mock TurtIe ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Sun 17 Jan 2010, 22:00, closed)

Ineffectual Dave.
This is the best nickname I have ever heard. May I ask why he is named so?
( The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Mon 18 Jan 2010, 4:34, closed)

'Ginnel'
I have learnt a new word today.


sounds like a kind of dog house used for storing booze.
(TheManWithThePlan cussed your mum on, Mon 18 Jan 2010, 10:49, closed)

nah..
Ginnel=Jitty as any fule kno...
(Beer Elf Thought this was like a campfire, anyhow, on, Mon 18 Jan 2010, 13:19, closed)

Also
"Snicket". Neither of which I knew before moving to Yorkshire.
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Tue 19 Jan 2010, 14:40, closed)

Ginnel is pronounced with a hard G as in 'begin', not a J-sound, as in 'gin' (for all you who would care to use the word). It means a little alley, often used to separate houses.

Ineffectual Dave is totally ineffectual. That is it really.
(BelladonnaAnodyne Melissa's gonna wet herself, I swear..., Tue 19 Jan 2010, 20:49, closed)

It always amuses me on bin day...
I am quite convinced a couple of my neighbours sit looking out the window waiting for the bin lorry to come past, purely so they can race out and move everyones bins from the street to their drives before the other can get out and do the same.

I do now sadly realise that when I hear the bin lorry driving past I end up sitting watching out the window, but I find it much funnier, and my desk is next to the window anyway...
(442, Wed 20 Jan 2010, 0:51, closed)