I’m the reason landfills are toxic!
It must sound profoundly weird to the current generation but going to the tip used to be an adventure. People of my age might remember this with fondness. Dad would announce that he was taking a run to the tip (for all the waste that hadn’t been burned in the 40-gallon drum in the backyard)…
Sorry About The Mess.
I find myself uttering this phrase as almost the first thing said whenever someone comes to the house. Most recently it was a friend who had come over to drop some rubbish off – me doing a favor for him. We stood in the drive and suddenly all I could see were the weeds popping…