With apologies to anyone Japanese, although it is not intended to offend! A dustman is going along a street picking up the wheelie bins and emptying them into his lorry. He gets to one house where the bin hasn't been left out so he has a quick look for it, goes round the back but still can't see it so he knocks on the door. There's no answer so he knocks again. Eventually a Japanese bloke answers... "Harro", he says "Alright mate, where's your bin?" asks the dustman. "I bin on toilet" replies the Japanese bloke, looking perplexed. Realising the Japanese fellow has misunderstood, the binman smiles and says "No mate, where's ya dust bin?" "I dust bin on toilet I told you" says the Japanese man "Mate" says the dustman... "you're misunderstanding me... Where's your Wheelie Bin?" "OK" "OK" , says the man from Japan, "I wheelie bin having rank"
When I first moved in with Mrs AL into the house she had just acquired, we cleared out the loft..........there was a police traffic cone and a wheelie bin up there...... ...I thought this topic was about someone with a similar experience of a wheelie bin in the attic.....
Ahh, bins. Takes me back that does. Traditional and all that. Speaking of traditions, from October tax disc threads will be a thing of the past, a little part of me will mourn the passing of opportunities to mock the uninitiated. :Finger:
but we're going to have a what do you do with your tax disc now thread. Im tempted to build one into a ground puck
