So much of the littering I encounter is completely avoidable and that makes me so angry. I can’t bear to see rubbish along the verges that people have thoughtlessly chucked out of their car windows. It’s disgusting.
I don’t understand how anyone could throw their rubbish on the ground like that.
And it breaks my heart to see the face masks people have dropped – how many of those will end up in the sea? Is no one thinking about the consequences?
I’m very lucky that the people who live in the villages close to my home in Bath are conscientious.
It’s inspiring to witness a community work together to combat litter. Thanks to the volunteers who go out regularly to pick up rubbish, we are winning the battle.
Whenever I’m out for a walk with my dogs, a basset hound called Flash and a dachshund called Eddie, I’ll take a bag with me so I can do my bit.
Whatever I find, I take with me to put in my bin at home.
Taking pride in our surroundings surely starts with the young and I hammered the ‘don’t you dare drop litter’ message into my three children Elliott, Grace and Finley from an early age. They would never have contemplated even dropping so much as a sweet wrapper. I’d have stopped the car, forced them to get out to pick it up and there would have been a punishment.
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