It’s a tough old job emptying the bins. You watch these geezers running up the road so they can finish the round in time for a few jars at the Dog and Duck and good luck to ‘em.
Not only that but they carried on right through this pandemic malarkey while half the country was at home in their PJs – not me obviously as I had a few van loads of rusty PPE gear to unload for this posh bloke I met in the pub who said he was the health minister.
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