At the other end of the spectrum however, there is Mick: a man who revels in his very Binner essence. Mick is definitely one of the beautiful people; though lacking fairness in his own countenance, Mick consorts with good looking posh birds and earns stacks of cash (though he is currently on a hiatus from work, travelling round the world). Yet he is still willing to debase himself by partaking in the Bin. Mick can easily switch from big bucks businessman power breakfasts with major movers to woolly hatted care free oblivion with the rest of us low powered Binner folk.

The transformation is as stunning as it is complete; he can be equally as elegant in a pinstriped city three piece as in his baggy legged ‘pooh catcher’ jog bottoms and water-proof anorak. Mick’s mental attitude takes on a total change of tack, depending on whether it’s business or Bin. When on the Binner trail, Mick becomes lighter and fluffier, and has even been known to sing the odd song about horse riding on Hergest Ridge (a very odd song I may add) as well as the occasional Irish rebel song.