It’s no good. I’ve tried to resist it, but I’ve succumbed. I’m now a full-blown litter Nazi.
Whenever I leave my house, I make a point of taking a plastic bag with me so I can pick up litter. This is in Acton, mind you, so we’re talking a full-size bin liner, not your common-or-garden Sainsbury’s job.
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