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The bin round

Get on the back of the wagon

Oakhaven City Council refuse collection, from the Council Depot

A council bin lorry seen from a drone high above a curving street of red-brick terraced houses, grey slate roofs on both sides and green hills beyond.

Denise has a vacancy on the council bins, and it takes anyone: Refuse Collection Loader, six in the morning till five, fixed and guaranteed. You pull on the orange, you meet the wagon at the depot, and you spend the day behind it, on the terraces, one wheelie bin at a time.

From a drone just above the road: an orange-tailgated bin lorry working a street of red-brick terraces while a loader in orange hi-vis carries a green wheelie bin across.
Collection day on the terraces, from the council’s drone.

The wagon is Oakhaven City Council’s own. Teal body, white cab, orange tailgate, the council arms down both sides with REPORT A MISSED BIN under them, OZ221 UAC on the plate and THIS VEHICLE MAKES FREQUENT STOPS across the back. It does. It creeps along the street at walking pace, grime on the panels, amber markers glowing down its flanks after dark, and the crew have a name for the lift on the back: the back legs. Never the lift. Before long the traffic stuck behind it will have opinions too.

Two loaders in orange hi-vis wheel a brown and a green wheelie bin to the back of a teal council bin lorry with an orange tailgate, on a sunny terraced street.
The back of the wagon: two combs, two kerbs.

Before the first shift there’s the induction film: two modules, a couple of minutes, shot from a drone over the rooftops and read by a broad Nottingham voice that never once notices what it is saying. It covers kerbside bins and garden bins, assisted collections, black bags, which colour goes out which week, the back legs, the emergency stop, safety boots and the gifts policy. Keep an eye on the job title in the corner. It gets grander every time it comes back, from Waste Collection Operative to Frontline Environmental Services Professional, and the job stays exactly the same.

The induction film's drone shot: a council bin lorry working a curving street of terraced houses, seen from above the rooftops.

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The work itself is proper graft. Pick a bin up off the kerb, walk it to the back legs and present it: one press hooks it on and starts the lift, up it goes, over it tips, and the wagon sets it back down for you to return to where it stood. The two combs run independently, so with a bit of rhythm you can have two bins in the air at once. A cycle takes about seven seconds, and the hopper holds eight before the packer takes over and the back legs lock out for eighteen. Use them to get your breath back.

A wheelie bin raised on the lifting comb at the back of the bin lorry while a loader walks the next bin up from the pavement.
Present the bin, press once, and up it goes.
A frame of the induction film: a loader wheels a green bin to the back of the lorry, captioned BOTH SIDES RUN INDEPENDENTLY.
Both sides run independently. Two bins up at once, if you’ve got the rhythm.

If anything goes wrong, the emergency stop is a big button on the tailgate panel. Hit it and the whole cycle freezes, bin still up in the air, until you’re ready to carry on.

A frame of the induction film: the tailgate control panel with its column of lights, captioned EMERGENCY STOP AT THE TAILGATE PANEL.
The emergency stop, as the induction film would like you to remember it.

The rounds cover 546 terraced houses and 1,010 wheelie bins, every one of them tagged to its own front door. Green is household waste and brown is recycling, and they swap week by week, so check the week before you grab. Take a brown bin on a green week and it counts as contamination, and contamination doesn’t pay. Black bags dumped beside the bin are side waste: they stay where they are.

A frame of the induction film: black bin bags dumped beside a wheelie bin on a terraced street, captioned BLACK BAGS = SIDE WASTE, NOT OURS.
Black bags are side waste. Not ours.
A frame of the induction film from above the lorry, headed SPOT THE MISTAKE in yellow, with an arrow pointing at a loader and his bin.
Spot the mistake, from Module One. The answer is in the colour.

There are seven rounds and you work one a day, each out from the Council Depot, through the streets, on to the incinerator and back again. The council pays £48 a round, plus 50p for every bin over fifty-five, so a quick pair of hands on the back legs takes home more than a slow one.

A frame of the induction film: a young man in orange council overalls at the wheel of a green cab, captioned: How do you find working for Oakhaven City Council?
Wozza, who drives the fly-tip flatbed, gets asked the big question. Watch the film for his answer.

It starts at six, it finishes at five, and some days it smells like it. It’s also the most honest money in Oakhaven, and the first rung of a council ladder that will climb a long way from the back of a wagon. Or you could go back to what you know. It’s your second chance.

From a drone behind the lorry: two loaders in orange hi-vis stand either side of the tailgate with a green bin on the lift, the terrace running away ahead.
Two at the back, one bin up, and the wagon ready to creep on.
The drone pulls up and away over grey slate rooftops, the bin lorry small in the street below and green hills on the horizon.
Up over the rooftops and out towards the hills: the end of Module One.

The induction film was made with guidance from my friend Durrell, a real bin man, credited as Refuse Operative Advisor. He spotted that the tipping action was running in reverse, and the wagon lifts the right way up because of him.

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