Driving back from Stanley yesterday, I was shocked at how much litter is by the roadside, verges full of empty bottles, can, crisp packets etc, some lazy bastards about.

When I take the kids to school, only 400 yards from the house, every day I pick up something, do parents not teach their kids the basics ffs!

can of coke and a milk carton this morning

Was the milk warm?


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The milk carton was actually left by monkeybutt as bait in his kiddy trap.

I understand how Winnie the pooh feels now, shit himself once and gets labeled

You've only just noticed?

I once had to hitch a ride on the A1 in the sixties and the verge was a full-blown landfill.

Most bizarre thing I saw dumped was a fridge door

No fridge

On a railway embankment in Sheffield

From a wendy house?

Nope, full size, chucked over an 8 ft security fence too...

No milk in the door though, shame.

Whoosh! that Sheff Wendy went straight over

I only drink breast mik.

Yup missed that
It's been a long day, not helped by checking the bunker constantly for the new manager updates.

Its worse on my street on a Sunday Morning. Logic dictates that when walking and eating a Macdonalds on a Saturday, the wrappers etc. are due to be thrown on the pavement whilst walking up my street!

All milk is breast milk, even from a cow.

I found a 3 Disc Festivals CD (in wrapping) and an Ellie Goulding Album case (missing CD) in the bush at front of me house the other day.

I live in a cul de sac too so no one walks or drives through so a bit puzzling really.

Just goes to show you that anything can happen

I cant read your reply but I bet its a really shit joke.

I can, but if it is I don't get it.

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Because you is not down wiv the kids, `Anything can happen` is one of Ellie`s biggest hits

I've never attempted to 'get down with kids'. It's a matter not only of preference but also morals.

i came home from work on thursday and there was a six foot christmas tree wedged between my car and front door !

Surely, the freedom to fly-tip and litter with impunity is one of the core English values we've courageously wrestled back from those jack-booted despots in Brussels. I didn't die in two World Wars to have my right to buy shite from B&Mpoundbargainshomestretchers and, almost instantly hoy it onto the nearest green space, taken away by faceless, unelected, gravy train riding euro-bureau-technocrat Nazi's. It the fault of all those Balkan bastards infesting the country anyway, probably (see, like the Trumpmeister, I can now hold two totally conflicting views simultaneously) Thank God for Mother Theresa Churchill Bodicea Canute May, hooray. Piss on the fire Jack, my toast's done.

What about man milk?

Each to there own but until earth freezes over, NO