Litter

Occasionally taking a photograph brings me into conversation with someone passing by.  I had just taken this photograph when an elderly lady very abruptly asked me why I was taking the picture when it is not a particularly pleasant scene to look at.  I had to scramble to think of a response, and it was something along the lines of it should not look like this, I would rather it looked tidy.  She seemed OK with this and then asked me whether she should go to Tesco's supermarket or Morrisons, which was nearest, where the bus stops are and so on.  Maybe she just wanted someone to talk to.