Rubbish; some throwaway notes...
 Linrodeth's citizens sort their household waste into roughly three categories. The smelliest is politely termed "night soil" and either goes into cess pits or is removed each dawn by local farmers (who pay a fee to each wardmoot for the privilege of doing their 'manor'). Waste food, if completely inedible, goes into the compost heaps or gutters for pigs and urchins to rootle through. Everything else is put out in the back yard or alley for removal once a week. This carting away is done by Scavengers officially appointed and employed by the Witanmoot. These folk get first pick at any re-useable items, and a pretty good living they can make from it too. The rest of the garbage is dumped into the edge of the North Shore marshes on a traditional rota. There it sinks, decays, or becomes landfill well out of sight and smell of respectable citizens.
By far the bulk of household waste consists of ash from the vast amount of wood burned for heating and cooking each day in the city. In amongst the ash or dust may be found nuggets of partially burned wood, candle stubs, rags of cloth, broken pottery, bones, metal shards, bits of rope, leather oddments and all sorts of discarded items useful to the terminally poor. Freshly tipped dust is always combed through by the most destitute, usually the very young and the very old, who are known as "toshers". Their stink is indescribably bad, and they are avoided by all other folk. Their home is generally a burrow within the decaying tip, a place warm and relatively undisturbed once the danger of spring flooding has passed.
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