Very likely 'outing' but hey ho....
A neighbour knocked this morning to ask whether a split bin bag was ours (someone had put a black bin of general waste out last night, the bin men come Fridays, the foxes had taken advantage). We don't know her, or indeed any of our neighbours "up the hill", there are 5 in total.
We explained that no it wasn't, but by the way, as the house at the bottom of the hill from the bin area we have spent Friday mornings for 18 years clearing up blown recycling, and would she and the 4 others at the top of the hill stop using open sacks to put recycling in & tie it up in the council-provided bags instead. Fair enough she said, but the bin must be ours as "she had spoken to everyone else". She was polite enough, but it riled us that 1 split bag -vs- 18 years of picking up wasn't really sinking in, and we knew it wasn't ours.
She left, I picked up the mess (as per usual) and actually sorted through it. Dirty nappies (that's one of the 4 as they are the only ones with a baby), bills in the name/address of one of the others, and masses and masses of crisps & sweets (we are the only house with no children on the whole street).
I confess I put the addressed scraps in an envelope, precised at length what else we had found, and left it on her doormat. A little passive-aggressive, I realise, but I was pissed off. Was I just childish (probably) or unreasonable?