out and surrounded my neat row of bins.
“Not walking past scary men” said Kato turning to go back inside just as I shut the door and she bashed into it.
“SHE’S PUT TINS IN THE BURNABLE” barked Kato loudly
“I have not!” I hissed at Kato and tried to remember if I had in fact made a Bin Faux Pas.
The Bin Men efficiently flicked open each lid and scanned the top layer. This usually takes a nanosecond per bin. One of the Bin Men hesitated on Grey Bin. I swallowed. The only thing worse than getting a sticker of shame for bin maladministration would be being there and getting it in person, especially as the traffic had stopped. The packed No 6 bus was watching the Bin Men SWAT team scan my bins with their infra red laser eyes. The moment of hesitation seemed to last an eternity. Finally they pirouetted my bin to the truck.