The end of the world (again). . .

There is much disquiet in the village this weekend. People are baying for blood. They want direct action. It’s disgraceful. It’s shocking. Heads must roll. What is it all about? Has a major drug baron been moved into the area? Worse than that. Has a paedophile ring been discovered? Much worse than that. Maybe it’s people traffickers? Noooo … far worse than that. So what is it, you ask?


It’s as if the whole world has come to the edge of a precipice. Nothing else appears to matter. The economy, the virus, climate change, international wars, plastic pollution, environmental crisis all seem to have taken a back seat. No, the only thing that really matters is that a household waste bin has not been emptied on the correct day. Talk about priorities.

Rant over !

From then to now … difficult days

I was now back as a full time help-desk operator and I’m struggling. I had been more or less thrown in at the deep end. I had explained before I went into hospital, some 4 months previous, that I was going to need to retraining. But when asked again I was told that there was no individual training. The Government cuts to the Councils budget was beginning to hit hard and the only training that was available was the old school “sitting with Nellie!’ Now this would have been fine if so called ‘Nellie’ had any sort of patience. This ‘Nellie’ was the colleague that wanted the job that I got, so you can imagine that there was a little bit of animosity going on.

I plodded on through the next couple of months and managed to let colleagues believe that I knew what I was doing. In reallity, I was bluffing it. There was a few things that I did know, but these were the easy things that I tended to miss. One of my colleagues realised what was happening and began to take me under their wing. She pulled out a lot of training manuals and told me to ask if there was anything I needed. I found out months later, that she had been asked to help me by the service manager. I was still struggling, but it was starting to get easier.


Then came the Christmas shutdown. That’s when the Council made non-essential office staff take leave from Christmas Eve to January the 2nd. But, just before that holiday, I was told that I was to be working on another project. I was to be part of the Waste Collectors team (bin men). The Council were developing some software to monitor the amount of waste that householder put in their waste bins. I was transferring back to the office where I had been working for years in the Parking Service. I had come home.

The project should last a year and I was back amongst real (sic) friends.

Weekend again

   The end of another working week. Quite a steady day today, with just Mobile barcode enough to do to keep me occupied. I managed to work out what the barcode scanner on my mobile does. It scans the  barcode (like on the left) and converts it into some that can be read by a human. In this instance, the code would be converted to the phrase ‘this is a mobile barcode’. What they are used for in many cases’ is creating a link to a mobile website. The one on the side bar, is actually a link to this blog. The image was created on the website, and pasted into a text widget. I’m very impressed. I’m sure, given time, I’ll think of many uses for this (!!)

   No sight or sound of the bin-men yet. I know some crews have been out this week, and some areas have had there bins emptied, but not here. It’s a shame really, as we seem to have a good crew on this run. It is a difficult one, this one. It is a hard, dirty and dangerous job, but they do not have to lift and carry the bins like they used to. On the other hand, there is a lot more rubbish going in the bins these days. It makes you think about how much waste we are producing. I do get quite annoyed about the amount of packaging, that supermarkets and manufacturers use. There still seems to be a great deal of goods, that are double wrapped, that do not need to be. Here is a suggestion, instead of having a ‘multi-pack’ of beans at £2.45, get rid of the extra wrapper and just sell four tins for £2.45 !!!! It is not rocket science, and everyone wins.