To the couple waiting for the 7:12 to Charing Cross at Blackheath Station… It had been raining, and it was really windy…
They threw their umbrella on to the grass verge, because it had turned inside out. No need to keep it with them, or find a waste bin.
I’ve seen the people who give up their weekends so that “professional couples” like this can litter their own public spaces. Stupid suit-wearing troglodytes.
Of course, I didn’t actually say that. I said “Someone’s got to tidy that up, you know”, and the response was “shut yer face”. England prevails. Though sometimes I wish it didn’t.