19 06 2015

As I watched someone leave a paper Costa coffee cup on a bench and walk away, it reminded how annoyed I get with litter.

I got so annoyed I promptly did nothing about it and left the rubbish on the bench, cursing under my breath.

No bin?

Hold on to your rubbish until you find one you lazy git.

You should be allowed to pick up said rubbish and chuck it at them saying “I think you left something behind you lazy git.”

Lazy git.

And then it hit me (not some rubbish I left behind).

Perhaps these litter louts are a means to an end.

Bear with me here.

There are obviously not enough bins on the streets.

And what does this lead to?

Someone needs to buy more bins.

The bins need to be made.

The materials need to be supplied.

Areas need to be mapped in terms of footfall to determine the best place for the bins.

The bins then need to be placed and secured.

People will be needed to empty the bins.

Perhaps we need an ad campaign to push people to use the bins.

So we need people hired to come up with a campaign.

Etc. Etc. Etc.

All on a UK scale.

Therefore perhaps these litter louts aren’t the blight on society that I make them out to be.

They could actually help drive jobs, profits and a cleaner landscape for all.

Perhaps we should all become litter louts.

Actually, that’s a rubbish idea.

Just put rubbish in the bin.





37 weeks, not long to go…

17 06 2015

Wifey is 37 weeks today.

“Bunky” is becoming more obvious with his movements.

We were at Whipsnade Zoo with JJ when I took this video (watch closely).

Crazy to think there is a little human in there that can’t wait to get out.

Well that moment might be slightly sooner than planned.

Subject to tests and consultations, Bunky could be with us any day now…





Dreaming of a sprint finish…

2 06 2015

I mentioned in my previous post about Joshie making me smile while he sleeps.

This was taken a couple of nights ago.

I think he was dreaming of winning the 100m.

Usain Bolt

Usain Bolt

Joshua Mellor

Joshie

Mr. Bolt, watch out.