Early-ish this morning at Lamblog Central, with South-East Queensland experiencing something of a heatwave, we almost suffered what could’ve been a disaster (albeit only a smelly first-world one). Unknown to us, this week our garbage collection day had been changed from Fridays to Thursdays (aka today). Luckily, we heard the garbage truck coming, and after some initial confusion about what day it was (not all that unusual when one lives an island lifestyle like ours), we got our bin out just in time.
But why hadn’t we been told? Um, oops, it turned out that we had been. Later, we found out that the Council had sent everyone a flyer about the change, delivered among the supermarket catalogues and other irrelevancies that get stuffed into our mailbox by a contractor every Monday morning and which we subsequently transfer, unread, straight into our recyclables bin. Is there some kind of irony there?
But why hadn’t we been told? Um, oops, it turned out that we had been. Later, we found out that the Council had sent everyone a flyer about the change, delivered among the supermarket catalogues and other irrelevancies that get stuffed into our mailbox by a contractor every Monday morning and which we subsequently transfer, unread, straight into our recyclables bin. Is there some kind of irony there?
