Where’s the Cornmill Cone?

Litter really annoys me, as it does most people. Last summer I rolled my trousers up and picked up a load of cans, bottles, carrier bags, glasses and a traffic cone from the Cornmill Stream behind the Town Council offices.

It didn’t take long for the traffic cone to end up back in the stream, along with more assorted litter.

So today I rolled my trousers up again, introduced my unsuspecting feet to the Cornmill Stream chilliness and got rid of the cone and assorted litter.

It’s a small thing but I think it’s important to get stuck in rather than ¬†tutting.