Rubbish walk

Inspired by Friday’s lunchtime litter pick and no competitiveness whatsoever (what is this January challenge you all speak of?), Scarlett and Matthew set out on a self-imposed rubbish destruction quest/afternoon walk. We managed to collect a lot of litter, some pieces more gross than others, and cover a rather large distance. Everything was then sorted into the correct bins, which felt like good practice for seaside claw machines, regardless of, and no the terrible pun can’t be avoided, the rubbish prizes.