05:00 Margaret comes out the front door of number 45 in the terraced row, leaning on her cane. Her grey hair is immaculately blow-dried, her peach lipstick flawless. She wears beige court shoes, pale blue old lady jeans and a peach shirt. She rests her cane against the door, and wrestles her brown recycling bin to the end of her paved front garden, with its pots of red begonias. She limps back into the house.

06:00: Jo peeks out of the front door of number 47, and nips outside in her rainbow pyjama shorts set and fluffy bunny slippers. Inside, her baby is wailing. She starts dragging her black general waste bin down her brick path to the cub, and looks over to Margaret’s house. She stops, takes the black wheelie bin back and gets her brown one instead.

06:00 – 07:20 Brown bins are now out along the street.

07:20 Margaret makes her dot dash progress to the pavement, and pulls her brown bin back into her paved front yard. She pauses for moment, leaning on her wall and wincing. Then she wheels her black waste bin to the curb.

07:30 The bin lorry arrives. They only take Margaret’s black bin and leave all the brown ones. Margaret looks out from behind her net curtains. She smiles, and sips her tea.