Bin Men

Bin -Men In the late sixties there was a down turn in shipping I was broke and unemployment, benefit meager. From I was fifteen I had always been in catering and before that I was milking cows, and now I got a job as a bin man. In the back of restaurants and cafes bins where open and attracted rats, black and brown; we wore gloves but they were still jumping about and as the foreman said it took too long killing them. The job was easy enough we started in the morning and finished about noon, I went to the communal bath for a long shower, but I still smelled of rats and rotting food. A call came and I was needed in the merchant navy…but for my fellow bin men this was their honest toil and they were great mates.