Time to gather up a couple of sacks, my 'grabber' and some stout gloves and get to work. The lane which runs along the side of our property and down to the railway bridge was in need of a good litter-picking session.
I probably cut a comic figure as I drag my sacks along behind me, filling them up with the detritus that others just cannot be bothered to take home with them but, well, someone has to do it, the council won't and it probably irritates me more than most people because I walk that lane every day.
Sweetie wrappers, chocolate wrappers, several takeaway containers and plastic food wrappers, several vodka bottles (and it is almost always vodka bottles rather than other spirits) countless beer and fizzy drinks cans, rubber gloves, the odd dog poop bag. By the end I had gathered up the best part of one and a half sacks of rubbish and recycling.
This is one tiny lane in a quiet part of the countryside, scary to think how much rubbish is abandoned with such thoughtlessness every day. I once came across a whole wodge of lottery tickets - very exciting - of course I had to check them out, but no winners among them, darn it!
Feeling a bit under the weather today, aching bones, streaming eyes, hacking cough.
Which makes it a good day to sit by the fireside and indulge in some homemade English Muffins.
I know they are inexpensive to buy, but homemade ones are so much nicer
and very easy to make.
I'll put the recipe up another day.
