More Rubbish

(This first paragraph is a Facebook post from earlier today)  A smashing time in Welshpool of late. When litter picking this morning, I found pieces of at least six different wing mirrors in various places around the town. That, I think, is a record - speaking of which, I picked up a CD too. Also found a white coffee mug hooked onto the top branch of a hedge - if it happens to be yours, I left it there.

Not the best of days for litter-picking, to be honest; the remnants of Storm Amelia were still with us, although for the most part the sun shone brightly enough. A strong wind, though, not easy when you're trying to stuff old cans and bottles into a plastic sack.  One pet hate, rubbish-wise - telecom engineers who scatter loads of little bits of fine wire around the various green boxes positioned around the town. Why can't they take the bits home, or at least as far as the nearest bin?

Every so often I try to collect on one of the roads out of town. I hate to think that people coming in to Welshpool should see verges covered with litter. But there is so much of it! Mostly sandwich and take-away food wrappers just thrown from cars, along with the bottles and cans that accompanied them.  Has it become the norm, just to throw stuff out of your window?  There is clearly someone who passes along this section of road regularly who has something of a health concern trip as well as a litter bug tendency, as just along this patch I keep coming across blister packs of paracetamols, aspirins, cough remedies and stomach powders.  As I said in a previous post, you get to know your regulars, though not, perhaps, quite to understand them.