women on the verge

A couple of times a year the council will come and pick up all the crap that you don't want anymore - old furniture, TVs, broken stuff... basically anything that you want to get rid of. So sometimes you might be driving through a neighbourhood and you'll see the verge in front of each house piled high with stuff to be binned. This is called a Verge Collection. Now, if you're a bit like me and R, then verge collections are exciting times... because it means you get to have a rummage for free things. hooray! It's a bit like a freecycle jumble sale hybrid. So far we've got a few good things.. the best being a set of drawers that are completely intact and not broken at all... tsk, the things people throw away. But, anyways, i think this is genius. it means people get to dump all the crap that they've been hoarding for ages and haven't got round to getting rid of without even leaving their house, and it means people like us get to engage in the exhilarating sport of rooting in rubbish. Yay! Now, doing it in daylight feels quite wrong and a bit scuzzy but to do it after dark makes it very hard to spot a good bargain, so the optimal time is just at dusk when there's still enough light to see the goods but you're not so obvious (obviously a torch helps too). The other night we found this orange faux leather cladded bar... but R wouldn't let me take it... *sigh* some people really don't know a good thing when they see one.