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I'm Jane McIntyre, a voiceover and writer, formerly an award-winning BBC radio newsreader and producer. My blog covers life, love and loss; travel, coffee and chocolate; with some heartfelt pieces in the mix about my late dad, who had dementia. Just a click away, I'm half of the team behind www.thetimeofourlives.net - two empty nesters who whizzed round the world in 57 days.

Showing posts with label Keep Britain Tidy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Keep Britain Tidy. Show all posts

Sunday, 28 April 2013

Life is mostly....bricks n` rubble ?





OK...apologies to Adam Lindsay Gordon *...and to you, if you`ve read all  my other rants on this blog, about flytipping.

First...the big fat tyres, down a pretty lane not far from my home.

Then there was the bulging bag of rubbish I ended up collecting on (what should have been...) my morning run.

Then I spotted a couple of sofas dumped  in a Shrewsbury bus shelter (cheek!)

And then two more sofas, and a pile of household rubbish and toys, in the same (now not so ) pretty lane.

And this weekend--well, this!

A whole pile of builders` crap from a demolition job. Once scooped up, the builder decided not to find an authorised site, but to tip it out on a leafy path in Preston Montford.

Bloody lucky, I`d say, that the sofas and toys had been shifted. Gave him lots more space, see ?

Anyway-- hopefully, this lot will be taken away soon, because (hello again, Shropshire Council...) I`ve reported it. Let`s hope there`s enough incriminating evidence to secure a prosecution.










*(PS--Oh..and today`s `headline`. Well it was inspired by Adam Lindsay Gordon`s `froth and bubble` verse. Know it? It`s nothing whatsoever to do with builder`s mess....(!) but  Mum taught it to me. I love it, and reckon it`s worth remembering !

It goes....like this.....!

"Life is mostly froth and bubble,
Two things stand like stone.
Kindness in another`s trouble,
Courage in your own"




Sunday, 31 March 2013

Dear Flytipper. An open letter--just for you.






Dear Flytipper,

I agree--they`re not the most beautiful sofas I`ve ever seen. They`re pretty grubby, for a start.

But if you went to the trouble to load them into your van, or a trailer, and get them this far--then why not go the whole hog and take them to the tip?


Instead you left them near the bridge in Preston Montford Lane. Perfectly positioned to watch the kids rummage through the eclectic mix of toys nearby. Did you dump those, too?

There`s a (naked) Action Man style fella there. And some kind of pirate boat. And I think I spotted an Xbox type control thing.

Not far away, and not pictured, because I was getting angry, was an empty Starbucks coffee cup. Maybe you put your feet up and necked a latte while the kids used the `play area`.

I`ve seen stuff dumped here before. And it kind of....spoils the area? Maybe the sofas were spoiling your lounge. Or your driveway. But this isn`t really a solution is it?

So just in case you`re ever tempted to go flytipping again.....here are a few ideas for getting rid of your possessions, without messing up a lovely Shropshire country lane.

1) Ask around if anyone wants to buy your stuff. No? Try an advertisement in your local paper or a card at the newsagent`s round the corner?

2) See if a charity can use it. Check if it`s got a fire safety label on it. Because clean, useable furniture that can be resold, is often snapped up by charities such as the British Heart Foundation in Shrewsbury. And they  can often come to your home and collect, then clean it up and sell it. They raise money. Someone gets an affordable sofa.

3) How about Reviive on the Battlefield estate in Shrewsbury? Again, they have a brilliant team of people, including some trainees learning vital skills, who work on donated furniture and resell it.

4) Clean it up yourself, and join Freegle. Be honest about what you have, and describe it accurately...even post a picture of it on the site. Once again....it`s taken off your hands, without the need to dump it. And someone who can`t afford new stuff, feels the benefit.

5) Here`s another idea. You clearly have transport. So....take it to the tip. But check first where they are, and when they`re open--and what they take. Here`s the link to Shropshire Council`s website:

 http://www.shropshire.gov.uk

Getting the idea now? Good.

Don`t do it again please.

Love,

Jane xx

Oh......PS: It`s not that I`m obsessive about rubbish or flytipping or anything--but here are a couple of blog posts I prepared earlier...now recycled ...to show you how easy recycling can be.


Here we go. You might want to put on some Barry White for this February story. And get yourself comfy on the sofa. Oops no.....sorry.......it`s up my lane.

OK, let`s do it standing up.

Wanna talk dirty?

I mean........really dirty?

....wanna hear a little shiver...? Some deep breathing....a little panting....feel a body glowing warmer.... touch those little glistening droplets of sweat ....as the body pushes harder......?

Yeah well you`re not going to get it. Because I didn`t get my run today.

So we`re going to talk really, really dirty instead.

Oh...you wanna *see*...as well?

Cop a load of this, then:





Eight fag packets, four soft drinks holders, and half a dozen cans. Just a small sample of what I saw along a pretty, half mile stretch of road somewhere in Shropshire this morning. Half a mile`s not far ! And there was other stuff...including a neatly knotted (hmmmm...) carrier bag full of more cans, and a bottle or two. Just too gruesome and jaggy to include in my haul.

So......just what made the 20 or so litter louts who deposited this stuff, think it was ok? How tough would it have been to do something radical...like take it home?

Don`t worry.I`ve done it for you. And I hope I don`t have to do it again. Because I was supposed to be running...panting....breathing hard up the hill....(yeh, that was me, you know.....running...and....)

Oh forget it, I`ve got a headache now anyway.

Enjoying the recycling message? Good. Because I`m not done yet. Here are the tyres someone dumped in the same little layby last summer.






And yes, I did report it. You can fill in a form online, which goes to the Environment Agency.


And finally. I just checked back through my pictures. Some lovely ones of me on the beach and stuff....but then I saw this. Two more sofas. A few months back....in a bus shelter by the Shelton lights just outside Shrewsbury. Quite scarily similar to the pair dumped today at Preston Montford.



Maybe they`re stalking me. Or travelling round and round on the number 70, like people do on the London night bus....?

Nuff rubbish. Just going to log the latest load on the Environment Agency`s website. Then go and sit on my er....sofa.




Monday, 18 February 2013

Wanna talk dirty.....?



...really dirty?

....wanna hear a little shiver...? Some deep breathing....a little panting....feel a body glowing warmer.... touch those little glistening droplets of sweat ....as the body pushes harder......?

Yeah well you`re not going to get it. Because I need to explain why I didn`t get my run today.

And talk really, really dirty instead.

Oh...you wanna *see*...as well?

Cop a load of this, then:





Eight fag packets, four soft drinks holders, and half a dozen cans. Just a small sample of what I saw along a pretty, half mile stretch of road somewhere in Shropshire this morning. Half a mile`s not far ! And there was other stuff...including a neatly knotted (hmmmm...) carrier bag full of more cans, and a bottle or two. Just too gruesome and jaggy to include in my haul.

So......just what made the 20 or so litter louts who deposited this stuff, think it was ok? How tough would it have been to do something radical...like take it home?

Too hard? OK...I`ve done it for you. And I hope I don`t have to do it again. Because I was supposed to be running...panting....breathing hard up the hill....(yeh, that was me, you know.....running...and....)

Oh forget it, I`ve got a headache now anyway.


Oh...PS...in other news....I ran up the garden when I got home...and saw this. Much prettier. Happy Monday :)





Comments on Twitter:   
: Talkin' Dirty... Read this blog. Absolutely filthy. You can even do it on your hands and knees...

 well said .. hate litter it's just laziness not carrying it to a nearby bin :(”<< thankyou!

 Two words.. Link bait. Or is that one word? Hmm.


 I'm saving it for later as it may not be safe for work!

 You're very welcome. This one depressed me. I see similar on country walks. Hate it

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Comment by email from Nonny James: Great blog. I do enjoy reading things from people who write well. Just wanted to say that we take home rubbish from the beautiful Bromyard Downs. Usually cans and pizza boxes. Is it a generation thing? I was taught to take your rubbish home.

 (PS FROM JANE...find out more about Nonny...and what SHE writes...at nonnyjames.com)