hard rubbish waste collection
(Image: Flickr CC/Michael Coghlan)

One man’s trash is another man’s treasure, so the saying goes. But, really, it depends on the suburb.

I’ve had an amazing strike-rate of finding gold -- among soiled mattresses and cracked hoses begging to be fashioned into bongs by teens -- while fossicking through my neighbours’ discarded hard rubbish. I have vivid childhood memories of racing with mates on our bikes to beat dilapidated Commodores towing illegal trailers to rummage through freshly-laid piles of kerbside crud.