A bit of bin ethnography here. Spotted on a Sunday night outside London Bridge station.

OUR BOYS, oops, are still feeling the summer vibe so here's a lovely solitary number. Calling for its mate across the volleyball court.

GREECE SPECIAL:

Excellent contributions here from our Italian correspondent in Greece, Miriam Giudici. Grazie Mille!

One from the archive. A melted bin near King's Cross, London.

A squirrel eating a chip in the sunshine. Pretty good.

I saw a policeman (or 'cop' as they say in the US) taking these hot-dogs and placing them carefully on the edge of a bin in a retail park. I resisted the temptation to take any. It was very hot and I didn't fancy reformed pork at the time.

For some reason titles have decided to evade me (ie, the box to write them in has disappeared, not 'I cannot think of a title.') This one is called: 'Neighbours, everybody needs good neighbours.'