Now here’s a story

Someone thought it was their own bin. Popped in their shopping because they’d forgotten their key and had to walk to Mum’s for a spare key.
I once took the wrong shopping trolley and got half way home before noticing. Fled back to the supermarket and sheepishly decanted my shopping into my own trolley, which was still there.

Did someone think you needed a food parcel?

One Sunday morning early I went to our bin ,which was at the back of our house and would have been pitch dark the night before , and found a pair of soiled boxer shorts . I did ask DH if they were his though I knew he did not wear such things.

...and most people who use foodbanks are the working poor. Everyone I know who uses food banks is in work. Care workers, cleaners etc.

I don't think it's unwanted food bank stuff. I know several people who use food banks and they don't dump food. People who use food banks are really desperate and you don't get free food forever, you get one or two visits and you have to be referred by a GP or similar.
As for the widespread idea of 'can't be bothered to cook from scratch', have you ever tried to cook when you can't afford gas or electricity? That's why foodbanks divide stuff into has to be cooked (pasta etc) and doesn't need to be cooked eg tins. Most foodbanks don't stock any perishable food like fresh fruit and veg either.

Possibly NfK! I’d genuinely love to know why they picked our house

Perhaps SirGhenjin someone had found it, thought it was beer and then had to dispose of it when they discovered it wasn't!

We once left a crate of homebrew beer which hadn't worked behind the shed up the garden to dispose of - sometime - and it was stolen within a couple of days. The boy who lived at the farm behind us and his mates were the likeliest culprits. We often wonder if they actually drank it and what the effects were. There was a lot of sediment in the bottom of the bottles and it would have made an excellent cure for constipation.

We get the usual rubbish stuffed into our hedge - empty cans, biscuit wrappers, dog poo bags - and one day a holdall containing a complete change of teenage size girls clothes, a bottle of wine and a door key. When it wasn't reclaimed by next day we handed it in to the police. I do wonder if the girl ever claimed them or what the back story was.

I once found a bottle of beer filled with wee in my garden - it wasn’t there the night before and I found it quite early in the morning. Once I got over my horror and disgust I was intrigued as to who would have left it there - we live in a cul de sac in a v quiet residental street and there are a few houses to pass before they get to ours, we back onto woodland so ample places to go behind a tree, and our children were still at primary school so it wasn’t as if it was one of their teenage friends playing a ‘funny’ prank. If someone had taken a dislike to us they could have weed up against our front door or something, rather than going to the bother of peeing into a bottle and leaving it behind our garden gate (which they then shut carefully). Most strange.

I have totally overthought this.

I found a very sharp kitchen knife on the lawn and on another occasion a policewomans handbag full of personal stuff. She had got drunk at a neighbours and dropped it in the lane.

Oh dear, yes, live kittens in the bin is an old one, isn't it? It really doesn't bear thinking about when you know how rubbish is ground up in the lorries!

My niece, aged 10 at the time, hand reared one little kitten that she found in a bin, using a doll's feeding bottle. It grew into a lovely cat.

Most people have made the mistake of believing a cat was a tom and discovering too late that it was a queenie, but why or why can't they hand in kittens either to a vet to be put down, or to a rescue centre?

When I went to put out the bins this week I discovered an injured pigeon hiding behind one of them! (it seemed to have hurt its foot and was hobbling but otherwise OK). It moved, slowly, to a sheltered spot by the log store and I moved as quietly as I could so as not to scare it. When I looked out later it had gone.

As I had previously had a deer in the garden I am wondering if the word has gone around the various wildlife here that my garden is a safe refuge!

Be thankful: round here dog owners put dog poo in my bin.

Years ago , first visit to our new house to measure up for carpets, we were soon ready for a cup of tea. I turned the old brass tap on and with a cough and splutter it spat out a minutely folded £10 note.
Sadly a one trick wonder.

I have an idea! When I was attending Slimming World, the slimmer of the week received a bag of random "healthy" things donated by other members. I got it once or twice and it was full of things that I didn't really like - such as tinned stuff, dried pulses etc. If it was a heavy bag and I was walking, I might have been tempted to dump it in a nearby wheelie bin!

It could be a Harvest gift from your local church or school following Harvest Festival.

Have a good look in the bag - there may well be a gift card in it.

Egg related.
Last Tuesday evening, I heard a thump, and we couldn't think what had caused it.
On Wednesday morning, I put out some recycling, and there on our window cill, was a smashed egg! A hen's egg, not from a nest.
It's not even Halloween.

Years ago my mum ordered a new kettle and toaster. They never arrived so she complained and she was sent repayment items. Fast forward some 12/14 years and one of her neighbour's died. The neighbour had let the area around their little house get rather scruffy (courtyard development), due to their illness, so the other neighbours decided to tidy up so that vermin wouldn't be attracted.

Someone moved a dustbin from round the side of the house and lo and behold, inside were my mum's missing kettle and toaster!

Not bin-related but I was doing my spring bulb pots this week. I emptied one of my pots and in the old compost there was a whole egg! I recalled having read about eggs in gardens before and a quick Google told me it was likely to have been stolen and hidden by a fox or, less likely, a squirrel.

The strangest thing i have found in my bin, was a mobile phone that i had sent to my son in Spain and he never received, the postman put in in my recycling bin with a note through the letterbox informing me "parcel in bin"
Stranger still was that it was almost a year later,

My front garden borders a busy road with quite a lot of foot traffic. In the past I have found various things chucked over my fence including a large glass carboy (the kind you plant up with pretty foliage) which landed on the grass and was thus unbroken, a brand new purple handbag, a big extra-strong shopping bag, and - one morning - a very sharp kitchen knife together with a metal baseball bat. The police came around to collect the latter two items, I put the carboy and the shopping bag to good use, and the purple handbag went to the charity shop (not my colour ?).
I wonder what the next surprise for me will be ...

Perhaps the dustbin men left it for you . After empty your bin for weeks and seeing your rubbish , they thought that poor cow need feeding up . Only joking but it's a theory .

I had the opposite problem, when someone pinched my green 'composting' bin, full of garden waste and kitchen peelings, which I had put on the front drive ready for the early morning collection.
My neighbour's surveillance camera picked up a young man in a 'hoodie' towing it away in the early hours of the morning. He headed up the lane, which leads only to a track which is half a mile long and leads to the next small town.
A thorough search didn't find the bin, and he hadn't even dumped the contents nearby. We can only assume that he towed it, including the rather heavy rubbish, some distance to his destination. Very strange! Even stranger was the fact that, after I reported the theft to the council a policewoman turned up to take down the details!

Maybe a shoplifter who was avoiding arrest?

On a sort of similar note, a few weeks ago I found a bag of sweets plonked right in the middle of my back garden, on the grass. It was a Haribo bag that had been opened and some sweets probably eaten but quite a selection still left. It was kept closed with a plastic clip. I guess it was a child's store of sweets. Asked every family with children in the neighbourhood with no success. Can only guess that some animal or large bird had left it there once found to be inedible!!

I don't think its food bank stuff as I the one I work for they ask if look to see if you don't/can't eat the products.

I would say it is food bank leavies, left by someone who does not want healthy food or have to cook from scratch.