Trash Talk 4: The earth beneath our feet

Unless you live in Daglan, you will find this post incredibly boring. If you are indeed a non-resident, I suggest that you leave the blog now, and take up something like origami or stamp-collecting.

Even if you do live in Daglan, you’ll find this posting of only marginal interest — that is, unless you have been bothered (as I have been) by the rough, even dangerous, footings around our new poubelles (the bins for household garbage, recyclable materials, and glass).

To refresh your memory on the general topic, here’s a bit of what I wrote in “Trash Talk 3: Storm clouds ahead,” posted on April 15:

 Several days ago, I made my first journey to one of the collection points. With a load of household garbage, glass bottles, and cardboard cartons, I drove to the bins now located on the parking lot of Daglan’s salle des fêtes, or community hall.

There are only three bins there — one for garbage, one for packaging to be recycled, and one for glass jars and bottles. And guess what? The bin for packaging was already packed. Impossible to stuff in any more cardboard.

Since then, I haven’t come across any overloaded bins — so that’s a plus. However, I have been bothered by the footing around the bins, since the area was covered with very rough stones, making it difficult to walk. Now I have nothing against crushed rock as a sensible base; but many of these stones were as large as walnuts and even apricots. Once at the salle des fêtes bins,  I tried to kick away one of the larger stones, lost my balance, and tumbled to the (very hard) ground. Not nice at all.

But we’ve now had progress. On Friday, as I drove to the bins near the rugby field, I noticed a large and unusual-looking truck parked there, with two workmen scurrying around. It didn’t seem like the kind of truck that would unload the poubelles, so I really wasn’t sure what they were up to.

Then yesterday, it became clear. The workmen had smoothed the ground around the bins, put down a layer of black tar (or similar material), and then covered the area with finely crushed grey rocks. So unloading my garbage and recyclables this morning was a relative breeze — and much safer. (I expect that the other two main collection points will get the same treatment, although I haven’t checked yet.) Here’s what the bins at the rugby field look like now:

Around the bins, it’s nice and smooth.

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2 Responses to Trash Talk 4: The earth beneath our feet

  1. Double D's says:

    I was watching the water level of our swim spa go down as we empty it for some repairs happening tomorrow. So you may have underestimated the interest in your post.

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