Leaving Litter to Lie

A regular voluntary task for me has always been to pick up litter on the street near my home or when I’m out walking.  Yesterday I saw several pieces of rubbish near the river, bu I ignored them.

Even though I could have washed my hands as soon as I got home I felt wary of touching anything that had been touched by someone else.  At least there are likely to be fewer takeaway wrappers around from now on.  I also saw and ignored a couple of condom packets.  Apparently sex workers are still plying their trade near the river.  I suspect they’re unlikely to apply for the Government’s wage subsidy, and perhaps not eligible anyway.   The Aids Foundation has warned people against engaging in casual or anonymous sex during the lockdown, but for some workers this is their only income.

This afternoon we’ve been out for essential supplies – Ziggy’s special dental diet.  The vet was out of stock when Stephen went on Monday.  Yesterday they phoned to say they’d had a delivery.  I paid by visa and received instructions.  We parked outside and phoned to say we were there.  A staff member in mask and gloves brought the bag to the back porch, and once she’d gone inside I collected it.  At least Ziggy now has his lockdown rations.

There was very little traffic around, but many people out in twos and threes enjoying the warm weather.

The litter will lie uncollected
to touch strange things is not expected