Binmen with M.E. and no spacial awareness.

"Oi! Gitface! You 'avin' a giraffe or what? That mother's 90 degress out!"

I have just recovered from "bin day". You know, the alloted day of the week when you put your bin out for collection and emptying. I dragged mine out to the front of the house just as the bin trolls were ambling up the road. I left said bin at the side of my drive, on the pavement, and was walking back to my front door when there was a cry of "Oi! 'Andles!" My crime? I had left the wheelie bin with its handles facing towards my house and NOT towards the road.
Jesus H Christ! This is apparently policy! You have to leave the bloody bin with the handles facing the road so that the binmen can just grab them, without having to endure the massively strenuous task of walking round behind the bin to grip the handle. Energy crisis! You're not bloody kidding. Does this policy aimed at reducing joule burning by binmen extend to how they then deposit the bin when it has been emptied? Does it buggery! You return after work to find the bin slap, bang in the middle of the entrance to your house so that you have to pull up outside your home and get out of the car to move the bin aside so that you can get onto your own drive.
Bastards! Grantham can definitely have my brain dead, ME afflicted binmen to block up all the drives in town.