Where's it bin?

Thursday morning is our recycling/rubbish collection time in my street. The collectors can turn up any time in the morning, from as early as 6.30am till after 8am.

Now, convenience would dictate not having to get up early in the morning. Indeed, there are those who work during the night and don't get home until later that morning. And there are those that are elderly or infirm or...well...lazy who find it hard to get up in the morning. So, the answer to that is to put it out the night before.

However, add in the factor of Wellington, namely wind. Lots of it. And my street starts trying to pretend to be a wind tunnel. This means that anything light and not nailed down, like, for example, a recycling bin, suddenly has the potential for going on a magical mystery tour. Best case scenario is that the bin moves only a bit and everything is contained. Worse case...

Given all this, I'm sure you can now appreciate that there are times when I don't get a lot of sleep Wednesday night. Fortunately it was best case scenario, but there have been times...