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The gods

“Tick tick, tock, tick, tick, tock,” said the howling wind, as the sun began to reign. “I am yours my dear, I am yours my dear,” the wind continued softly, blowing over and over again; “I am yours tonight, and you are mine. Though not just for tonight, but for all eternity, until the end of time.”

Then the sun smiled brightly, “But you know I can’t come out at night, please go away. Haven’t you anything better to say?”

“We are gods my dear, and God’s - we cannot die, because gods cannot die, they are God’s. That is why.”

Then the sun bowed, under a passing cloud. Looked down and said, “That is why we envy the animals unlike us they die eternally, and find eternal rest. Truly they are blest.”

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Don’t talk rubbish talk bins

Whatever happened to the old days, do you remember? We had small galvanised bins with lids that were emptied on weekly basis. The bin man would come fetch our bin from our back door. Then leave it at the bottom gate for us to pick up. What we did not throw away we burned in the fire grate.

But rubbish of course is not the same nowadays. It’s mainly plastic. Years ago it was mainly glass, cardboard, wood, paper or tin. Shops used to take back empty bottles, and the shopkeeper would give 3d back off each empty one that we returned. Nice bit of pocket money for us children. We could buy a bar of chocolate those days for 6d, which was half a shilling. (A shilling was 12d in the old money and became 5p in new decimal currency).

However, today the manufacturer continues to make plastic packaging; so they and the supermarkets that they supply can make maximum profits, while tenants and local council battle it out between them-selves what to do with all this rubbish that is being mass produced. For example, the council on the one hand are suggesting using smaller bins that can be collected fortnightly, and tenants on the other hand are saying the big bins are not big enough to hold all their waste, unless emptied on weekly basis, even though they recycle it.

I remember back in the old days our rubbish mainly consisted of ashes from the fire, because anything that would burn, we burned to keep warm. And the ashes from the fire took up less space and sometimes we put them down in the garden to make a path to walk on.

As for our bin men; we were as happy to see them as they were to see us. They used to play football in their break time out on the road or car park. They were a friendly lot and well respected by everyone.