I've heard of living in a box. But living in a wheelie bin is plain daft/June 15th 2010.

Richie - Would you Adam and Eve it! An incident involving a body and a wheelie bin took place in our village only this week! Our local was filled to capacity for Saturday's Ingurland v USA World Cup match and it so happened that among the onlookers in the snug was young Lord Barking-Tulley III and a few of his roustabouts. Their obnoxious behaviour during the match began to cause offence, especially when they began making anti-Obama remarks and singing "God doesn't want a coolie in the White House." Needless to say they were promptly ejected to great cheers. However, on Monday morning our local refuse officers arrived to carry out their weekly waste management duties and, following new guidelines, tapped on the side of each bin. And lucky they did, I say! Because out of one bin emerged young Lord Barking dressed in a basque, fishnets and Jimmy Choos having ended his Saturday night at a racy party! Those new guidelines, Richie, may just have saved a future Tory leader from the crusher!