When I rocked up to the factory at 07.00 this morning to let in the eager workforce, imagine my delight in finding that the huge skip next door was having its metallic contents flung across my car park by a pair of eager Freelance Recycling Specialists who were then packing it onto their truck. These swarthy and heavily tattooed workers with their distinctive earrings must have started in the wee small hours to have been so productive since their truck was very nearly full. Bless them they beavered away like Trojans for another hour and the precarious load was over cab height before they made off. Their work ethic is so impressive that they have just returned to complete the task. The factory owner seems unaccountably reluctant to call in on them during their work, preferring to admire them from his car at the end of the road. Now I appreciate that in this modern liberal society we are expected to respect other cultures. I also recognise that their ancient and colourful culture takes a very liberal view of the concept of âownershipâ and the redistribution of the wealth of others is one of their major concerns. Their natural generosity recently extended to their depositing a cubic yard of soil and paving slabs into my own skip and I spent one very happy day sifting through this unexpected windfall. These fiercely independent Freelance Recycling Specialists are an integral part to our society through their often unexpected activities in âreassigningâ ownership of seemingly unused property. With their unerring enthusiasm for their work they selflessly devote themselves, almost always without needing an invitation, to seeking out suitable material and taking it upon themselves to ârecycleâ it for us. Scrap metal such as cars, motorcycles, coins and well, scrap metal . . . nothing is too small to escape their attention. When they move their delightful encampments to a new location the statuesque arrangement of fridges, washing machines and inverted vans they leave behind would make Tracy Emin weep with appreciation. I am certain they are an invaluable addition to our drab society, adding colour and wonderful surprises to our lives. But somehow there remains an unsettling doubt that perhaps, just perhaps, these lawless, aggressive, thieving bastards with no respect for property or normal social behaviour are actually parasites in our society. Is it just me or does anyone else have the same nagging doubts?