I keep finding various items people have mislaid during their visit to the countryside. I have some rented ground alongside a road frequented by walkers and cyclists as well as a steady stream of cars. Most of the stuff lies where it was dropped in the grassy verge. Amazingly enough, a significant quantity of it manages to cross the fence into my fields. I would love to reunite the owners with their possessions but it can be incredibly difficult without the local CSI unit searching for traces of DNA. There was a whole shopping bag of belongings that myself and my cows found bit by bit as I was feeding a batch of third-cut silage. Alas, the damage inflicted by the silage harvester was too great to allow me to piece together what family had lost their treasures.
This past weekend I was dismayed to see several bags had been dropped in one of the fields. There were more bags in a neighbour’s field. Obviously the boot of a car must have sprung open as it passed and the contents flew out. I couldn’t imagine the surprise and shock the driver must have had when they returned home and saw the empty boot.
I couldn’t believe my luck when I found not one but two letters with an address that wasn’t too far out of my way
Feeling compassionate in the run-up to Christmas, I was determined to help. I couldn’t believe my luck when I found not one but two letters with an address that wasn’t too far out of my way on the way home. I didn’t recognise the name, but then I don’t know everybody. Maybe it was someone who had only recently moved in. It would be a great way to welcome them to the parish by showing how much I cared.
I decided to use the personal touch rather than contacting the more impersonal officialdom. I took a friend with me and called to the house. The residents could hardly speak with excitement.
Shortly afterwards, I got reports with descriptions of a group collecting their belongings. One eagle-eyed neighbour even recorded the car make, model, colour and registration number. It means that everyone will be able to recognise them and greet them with a friendly wave. It also makes them easy to trace if they ever again lose cardboard boxes, assorted plastic bags, toothbrushes, potato peelings, cans, bottles, a sponge …
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I keep finding various items people have mislaid during their visit to the countryside. I have some rented ground alongside a road frequented by walkers and cyclists as well as a steady stream of cars. Most of the stuff lies where it was dropped in the grassy verge. Amazingly enough, a significant quantity of it manages to cross the fence into my fields. I would love to reunite the owners with their possessions but it can be incredibly difficult without the local CSI unit searching for traces of DNA. There was a whole shopping bag of belongings that myself and my cows found bit by bit as I was feeding a batch of third-cut silage. Alas, the damage inflicted by the silage harvester was too great to allow me to piece together what family had lost their treasures.
This past weekend I was dismayed to see several bags had been dropped in one of the fields. There were more bags in a neighbour’s field. Obviously the boot of a car must have sprung open as it passed and the contents flew out. I couldn’t imagine the surprise and shock the driver must have had when they returned home and saw the empty boot.
I couldn’t believe my luck when I found not one but two letters with an address that wasn’t too far out of my way
Feeling compassionate in the run-up to Christmas, I was determined to help. I couldn’t believe my luck when I found not one but two letters with an address that wasn’t too far out of my way on the way home. I didn’t recognise the name, but then I don’t know everybody. Maybe it was someone who had only recently moved in. It would be a great way to welcome them to the parish by showing how much I cared.
I decided to use the personal touch rather than contacting the more impersonal officialdom. I took a friend with me and called to the house. The residents could hardly speak with excitement.
Shortly afterwards, I got reports with descriptions of a group collecting their belongings. One eagle-eyed neighbour even recorded the car make, model, colour and registration number. It means that everyone will be able to recognise them and greet them with a friendly wave. It also makes them easy to trace if they ever again lose cardboard boxes, assorted plastic bags, toothbrushes, potato peelings, cans, bottles, a sponge …
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To read more from Harold click here.
50% increase in fly tipping
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