O.C.D

Our new garden rubbish recycling bin has been delivered and alongside it a new strain of O.C.D for me.
Although i do not strictly agree with the fact that we are part of the trial for reducing land fill by York city council (from Oct we will only have our regular bins emptied fortnightly, and the other weeks will be garden rubbish (have they seen the size of our garden!!)) as I think that they should have phased it in more gradually alongside a programme of educating people how to reduce their household waste, as for a lot of people their rubbish is just going to fester, and the local rat population will boom. I do however agree that something need to be done, and for us, it has made us consider how we can recycle more. I have now introduced a system in the back garden (yes, here the O.C.D kicks in) where we can now recycle foil, plastic, and cardboard, along with the usual garden waste, paper, bottles, tins and cans.
I think that like all my O.C.D quirks, they begin, as this has, under the guise of enthusiasm, then turn mildly darker. I'm sure that Mr. Fesk must be thrilled.