The War on Bin Men

It's going to that tip near Millwall. If you've got an appointment. It's basically the war, isn't it? Spitfire, the drink and bins. And they never hang off the back of their bin lorry anymore. The ones they me do. Do they? Oh, cool. I don't think they're allowed to, but I don't care. No. They just get on with it, baby. In a city, refuse in a city times. Where's our lead? Refuge going? Well, there's things that the more you explain it, the kind of weirder it is. There was a man thrown out a lot of cassette tips and