Cleaning up the neighbourhood
We live in Leyton, east London. It’s ‘up and coming’, which basically means it’s on the scuzzy side and we get offered a lot of drugs.
There’s also loads of litter on the streets. That’s pretty disgusting under most circumstances, but it’s especially annoying when you’re walking a dog through it and he wants to scavenge for treats.
Chicken bones, beer cans, bread, sticky drinks, broken glass, cigarette butts. Hyko loves all of it. And when we’re walking him for two hours a day among all this crap, it gets pretty tiring to stop him from eating it.
In an ideal world, there’d be more council-run litter picking. Well, really, people wouldn’t throw their rubbish on the street. But we don’t live in an ideal world.
Here are some pictures from last night’s haul. Three full bags from one hour of strolling around the neighbourhood. Onwards!