Due to a technical memory failure on my way home from a GG litterpick earlier in the week, I had to pop into a shop on my morning run and retrieve my litterpicker. I then rounded the corner and found the contents of a bin strewn across the path. I felt like an off duty police officer witnessing a crime or a doctor on a plane, "is there a goodgymer with a litter picker in the house?" I felt called to action and did an inpromtu litter pick before finishing the run.