What's WHEELIE going on???

Y'know I said that my recently-abducted-by-aliens wheelie bin had returned from its travels a different man? Even stranger things are happening now in the weird world of wheelies....

All seems perfectly normal in Weevil - or as normal as it can be - as I return home after a long and arduous day at work. As I turn the corner of my house however, something untoward catches my eye, and I notice with a frisson of alarm that there is a sinister presence lurking beneath the overgrown evergreen tree which guards the pathway to my hovel. For a moment, I think I'm seeing double, for did I not already pass a similar entity as I came in through my back gate? I have to go back and check....

Yup - I did.

So WTF is going on???

*Gob hangs ajar in astonishment...*

I now have not one, but TWO effing wheelie bins. (And yes, I know there's no 'F' in wheelie bins...) Is it indeed some insidious takeover by alien beings? Are they mutating? Are they breeding?? Will I come home tomorrow to discover an entire dynasty of dustbins, from young pedal bins to flashy teenage trashcans and on through the generations to the grandaddy of dustbins, the dumpster?

Or should I just go and take my medication like a good girl?