What a load of garbage. Just like doctors want to examine your poo (because what comes out of you tells them what's in you), the rubbish bin tells us much about what is in things. But, then, in what? In the careful disposer of Lewisham's waste? In Lewisham itself? Or in the minds of Lewisham's administrators?
One of the prime reasons for putting your name on something is to establish ownership in the event of theft or loss. "G. J. VINCENT 557" was sewn into all my rugger shorts, ties, shirts, even underpants, in schooldays. I think mothers lived with a constant fear that we all turned up for morning assembly and immediately stripped down to the last thread. It did happen of occasion, but not at morning assembly.
But, why does a council emblazon its name on a rubbish bin? Do they fear losing it? Or do they fear its theft? Or do they fear that errant careful disposers of waste might be ignorant as to where they are located when they do their act of disposal?
Is a bin intended for cigarette ash not, then, the correct receptacle for disposing of cigarette butts?
Would see-through bins facilitate the job of scavengers?
Was it only 15 years ago that a cinema seat was to be had but for a pound fifty? Was the film in Chinese, perchance?
The bin for animal waste "only" is ... large. Was this the Elephant House at Regent's Park?
Finally, the emblazoning of ownership on items in public view can induce covetousness among the wicked. I knew a guy at university who had a full set of fully functioning road works traffic lights in his digs, which he had acquired when out late one night when there was, shall we say?, little traffic around. I think it would be a similar coup to have standing in one's hallway, as an occasional table below the hall mirror, a decommissioned waste bin bearing the inimitable legend of "Lewisham Crematorium". Maybe add: "No cigarette ash, please."
Trash it is art! Wonderful photos and arranged in theme! Love the blue bin! How come you chose for that to be in colour? Love these London snaps!
This was a bunch of rubbish. Oh how I love a good double entendres…(((smile)))
What a load of garbage. Just like doctors want to examine your poo (because what comes out of you tells them what's in you), the rubbish bin tells us much about what is in things. But, then, in what? In the careful disposer of Lewisham's waste? In Lewisham itself? Or in the minds of Lewisham's administrators?
One of the prime reasons for putting your name on something is to establish ownership in the event of theft or loss. "G. J. VINCENT 557" was sewn into all my rugger shorts, ties, shirts, even underpants, in schooldays. I think mothers lived with a constant fear that we all turned up for morning assembly and immediately stripped down to the last thread. It did happen of occasion, but not at morning assembly.
But, why does a council emblazon its name on a rubbish bin? Do they fear losing it? Or do they fear its theft? Or do they fear that errant careful disposers of waste might be ignorant as to where they are located when they do their act of disposal?
Is a bin intended for cigarette ash not, then, the correct receptacle for disposing of cigarette butts?
Would see-through bins facilitate the job of scavengers?
Was it only 15 years ago that a cinema seat was to be had but for a pound fifty? Was the film in Chinese, perchance?
The bin for animal waste "only" is ... large. Was this the Elephant House at Regent's Park?
Finally, the emblazoning of ownership on items in public view can induce covetousness among the wicked. I knew a guy at university who had a full set of fully functioning road works traffic lights in his digs, which he had acquired when out late one night when there was, shall we say?, little traffic around. I think it would be a similar coup to have standing in one's hallway, as an occasional table below the hall mirror, a decommissioned waste bin bearing the inimitable legend of "Lewisham Crematorium". Maybe add: "No cigarette ash, please."
Animal Waste Only? In New York people would throw human waste in there, just out of spite. Great photos.
I especially like 6 and 9 out of the “pile” 🤣
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Now, this is art!!
Ashes from a CREMATORIUM ? Somebody couldn't pay.....
Took me aback for a second.
Unusual subject for street photography! Smells good!!!