Skip etiquette
not literally - I am all for old fashioned manners and niceties. Rather the way in whichwe should respect the skips of others.
Having now racked up a waste bill of about 2500 for skips alone it is more than a little galling to be providing, unwittingly, waste services for half of East Dulwich.
On Monday I arrived at number four to find a neat pile of guttering against our skip and twelve bags of old roofing material inside. Some charming roofer had dumped the lot and left me to load the guttering myself. Very bloody annoying indeed.
On Tuesday the guttering found itself some friends in the form of some dodgy peach tiles and by Wednesday they had been reunited with some matching dodgy carpet.
By Wednesday I'd had quite enough and arranged for the damned thing to be taken away before we ventured into extra tonnage territory. But the lorry could not turn in the road and left empty handed.
On Thursday the party had hotted up with our neighbours purple sofa cushions (invited guests) and on Friday everyone was joined by some wood offcuts and garden refuse, including some small trees.
Saturday was a quiet day for flytippers but luckily today I caught one old scroat red handed. When I politely asked him not to he became most indignant, throwing his hands heavenward and stating it was only some old wood. Indeed it is, but the skip is now so overloaded we can hardly see the wood for the trees…