Scouting for Bins, the lesser known, more inventive sister group of Scouting for Girls.

I cheated.  Granted, I always intended to cheat, but I cheated mega-time by taking a wee trip to Tesco-on-the-ringroad.  Cue lots of tins of chopped tomatoes and bottles of wine, as my parents being there in the car meant that I didn't have to carry anything back.  I have enough rice to last for approximately three years.

We went Scouting for Bins on Sunday, which was not fruitful.  We need to have another proper look, but as far as I can tell, rubbish is locked away in secret locations behind big gates and doors.  As my associate said, we need an insider, but the likelihood of that happening is quite possibly nil.  Still haven't checked out little Tesco or little Sainsbury's, but will need to do so soon.  Possibly under cover of darkness, as sneaking around the back areas of shops during daylight seems somewhat conspicuous.

This shall not occur tonight - the near-fabled advent of College Family Curry in Chutney's is upon us.  Updates will arrive as and when, but currently I am failing abysmally in my task.  Hopefully there are places less keen to keep hold of their rubbish than M&S...