Edinburgh bin strike: We’re discovering out simply how a lot our terrific bin employees do for the Capital. They deserve a good pay rise! – Susan Morrison


Heavens, it is superb how a lot junk we generate in such a brief area of time.

Somebody, I assume within the council, has run round taping up the litter bins across the metropolis centre with yellow stripey tape. Makes the bins appear like gagged Daleks.

Clearly the concept was to cease individuals utilizing the bins, however everyone knows {that a} litter-toting inhabitants is extra decided than that. In spite of everything, we’ve spent a fortune telling individuals to make use of the bins supplied.

The bins had been bulging, however individuals had been dutifully squeezing in each little little bit of junk and cardboard that they may. When the bin and the tape might take no extra, they resorted to rigorously balancing their empty fast-food containers, takeout espresso cups and sandwich wrappings on high, which is the place they stayed for a couple of minute till the breeze ruffled the lot off to type a type of litter drift across the base of the bin.

It is virtually like we now have a mystical perception that if we go away the litter subsequent to or on high of the bin, it doesn’t depend as littering. An anthropologist casting an eye fixed over the ensuing show would possibly assume we had been leaving choices to the bin gods.

Could be a greater concept to take the junk house with you.

There are little hills of black shiny refuse luggage all around the streets, lolling about like Christmas presents for our favorite litter pickers, the seagulls. These yellow beaks have by no means been busier.

A backpacker walks by way of a rubbish-strewn Edinburgh avenue (Image: David Cheskin/PA)

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I watched a horde descend on a bloated bag and disembowel it sooner than a flock of Serengeti vultures having a three-course dinner on a lifeless wildebeest. Might virtually hear Sir David Attenborough within the background.

The discarded junk was fairly predictable in the principle, however why the paper bag from Waterstones? Absolutely in the event you’d gone to the difficulty of a bag on your guide you’ll have held onto that.

Anyway, in as of late of digital screens and fixed scrolling, the act of shopping for a guide with precise pages is positively revolutionary, and I’d have thought that sashayingalong Princes Road toting a branded bag bragging about your studying selections would have been factor.

In opposition to a bin on Fortress Road stood a shoe field, badged up with the title of some critically fashionable trainers. Stunning litter, however I can relate, as can many a girl who has chosen to put on fairly unsuitable sneakers for a day’s sightseeing in a metropolis that goes primarily uphill.

Who dumped the sweat shirt with ‘I Love London’ on it? What fickle vacationer acquired off the practice at Waverley, clocked the Fortress in all its glory, rushed to the closest tat outlet blaring ‘Highland Cathedral’, acquired themselves an ‘I Love Edinburgh’ sweatshirt, ripped off the previous one in disgust and chucked it within the bin?

Town’s a multitude. It is not look, however neither is just not giving the individuals who preserve our streets clear a good wage, particularly with terrifying gas payments looming. Edinburgh’s bin service is terrific.

The fellows on the vans are price each penny, so get them paid.


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