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Rubbish Collection

Sir,—So the Christma* bonus has been collected, the Christmas beer has gone the way of all flesh, the spirit of goodwill departed, and the dustmen back to normal. Tins are no longer really pieced back against the fence*, dummy runs for "putting the shot" arc taken daily with our tins substituting for "the shot." and raucous voice* echoing from street to sweet appear to give warning note* of the approaching bog-call-ing contest. They are getting most particular about the nature of the merchandise they carry and a shout of "Don't take that. Bill!” or "Leave that. Joe!" sets the terylene curtains along the street quivering as the trembling housewife wonders how she can explain to her loving husband just why so much garbage has to be returned to its former resting place. Still we must not give up hope—only another 10 months until the festive season will be approaching again. In the meantime. I shall sign myself—Yours, etc., LAYBY NOW FOR CHRISTMAS.

January 31, 1962. IThe City Engineer 'Mr E. Somers > replies: “The contents ot this letter are too vague to enable any investigations to be carried out”!

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Press, Volume CI, Issue 29744, 10 February 1962, Page 3

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Rubbish Collection Press, Volume CI, Issue 29744, 10 February 1962, Page 3

Rubbish Collection Press, Volume CI, Issue 29744, 10 February 1962, Page 3