→ I used to work on the bins. Many years ago, for four months, I was on a wagon that served south Preston – Penwortham, Walton-le-dale, Bamber Bridge, Leyland. Once we even filled in as far as Chorley. Chorley! It was the days of over-the-shoulder bins. There was a four-man team, one to carry out from behind the houses, two to tip into the back, one of whom would carry back the empty, as sometimes did the bloke bringing them out, and the driver. That was the cushy job. He was the boss.
Initially, as I was the new boy, I had to fetch them. It was heavy, hard, dirty work. You’d have to run and carry all the time. But after a while, I got conditioned to it. Then,…
