Phiri came to ask if I had any more bottles, 'big ones, glass'. We're cutting back so I didn't have any empty ones for him. I still followed him out into the garden and found this big bloke digging up a ton of old wine bottles that had been buried in the garden under soil and old leaves!
Having spotted him doing a deal with the 'guy who hangs out at the bottom of the street' over empty bottles, we thought we had Phiri's recycling system sussed. Turns out he must be playing it dangerously and keeping in with two of Blantyre's bottle magnates. That, and making sure the night guards don't get in on the bottle action.
Wonder what else is buried in the garden....
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