'Alright Bert, many due this morning?' asked Jim, Bert's co-worker at the Skaggerston Child Recycling Plant.
Bert took a pull on his fag and shook his head sourly. 'Aye, bout fifty of the little buggers' he replied. 'Crackdown at the care home, apparently. Last Chance Saloon job; the council's had enough of 'em.'
'Do you ever wonder if we're in the right line of work, Bert? Recycling kids?'
'Pays the bills' he snorted, haughtily. 'Look lively, they're here.'
Jim looked through the window at the coach pulling up in the forecourt.
Better get the furnace fired up, he thought.