The harried young owner of the house is wrangling with builders asking her about light fittings. She doesn’t care what happens to her unwanted stuff as long as it’s taken away — and she’s prepared to pay for the convenience: £125 plus VAT for the third of the truck space it takes up. Ferguson, in and out within 20 minutes (with no desire to get a parking ticket) will take the clothes and mirror to a charity shop, the rubbish to the tip and will try and sell the rest. Traffic aside, it’s not a bad start to this rainy Thursday. He cheerily waves goodbye and heads back over the river for another collection, promising to come back soon.