There’s me walking to the shop with my little bag picking up rubbish on my way (this is my new little bit to make the world a better place). They are still building in the estate and one of the builders was there cleaning up his car. As you might expect he threw his bag of rubbish above the fence on the building site…
I couldn’t keep quiet obviously:
— Did you just throw a bag of rubbish?
— Ah! It will be buried tomorrow…
— That’s not the point and by then the wind will have blown it in the estate
— Go away!
— I LIVE HERE AND I WANT TO KEEP THE PLACE CLEAN!
Is it just a lost battle? I don’t know, but I’ll keep doing my little bits. Hopefully, next time he will be ready to throw a bag of rubbish, he will remember the mental girl and keep it until he gets home to put it in a bin.