and this is what lights our way

Another day watching the world go by and the slightly improving state of my stomach. I watched from the window as someone threw litter in front of my house. It was a girl. Why she did it I know not. In fact this is one conundrum which frequently raises its head in my life.

I had a conversation with a French ex-colleague two weeks ago the crux of which was, if Edinburgh is such a beautiful city, why is it such a disgrace in litter terms. It is a conversation I have very often, given about 85% of my colleagues are non-British it is not surprising.

Why do people throw litter? It is something I have never understood.

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