WAMITAB (previously known as the Waste Management Industry Training & Advisor Board) is a registered charity and Awarding Organisation that develops qualifications and certificates competence for those working in waste, resource management, recycling, cleaning, street cleansing and facilities management. WAMITAB is the awarding body for these qualifications in England, Wales and Northern Ireland, as well as a joint awarding body with the Scottish Qualifications Authority for Scotland.
When WAMITAB was first established in 1989 as the Waste Management Industry Training & Advisor Board, its remit was to determine and advise on policy and standards of education, qualifications and training for all employees in the waste management industry.
WAMITAB's first task was to develop a statutory scheme for demonstrating technical competence in the industry. This came into effect as part of the "Fit and Proper Person" requirements of the Waste Management Licensing Regulations in 1994. This scheme is based on firstly achieving a vocational qualification at Level 3 or 4 (for England, Scotland and Wales), and then the successful candidate is awarded a (COTC) by WAMITAB. In addition, WAMITAB has also developed Level 1 and 2 vocational qualifications covering other occupational activities including waste (refuse) collection, recycling, street cleansing, landfill and treatment (treatment is a term used to cover waste transfer, treatment and civic amenity activities).
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The scaled cracks our numbered and counting down
There is no contact - so shrive away
She cannot save it from herself
Rather be somewhere else
Rather be someone else
Her judgement from the mirror meets
With shut reaction
Its conviction is cause to her decline
The quiet touch of addicted glamour
Dates the tyrant child unsatisfied a portrait's trash
Attempts corruption to marvel the ovations of thoughtlessness
White knuckled substance - no self-control
Ghost faced smiles - cut ear to ear
Strung out reprisal -dated and covered in
Dope sick afternoon simplicity
Hedonistic escape to shroud her symptoms decrements the ordinary
She can shatter
She can break - forever young
The girl in the glass is one of us
Hurt it more to make her yours
The girl is interrupted
Immense illusion can end transmission till death will she part
Kill it and put it to rest
She's never coming back