I've been out today, not litter picking. 😆 Gainsborough was my destination. Haven't been there for ages, thought I would take a look, have a wander around, take some photo's. I recorded a couple of videos as well. Will post about it tomorrow.
In the meantime, here is a pigeon taking a bath on my back garden. It seemed to enjoy splashing about and washing under it's wings. The salad bowl I bought for £2 from a charity shop was a good buy.
What responsibility do we have to speak on something we value deeply feels threatened, even when speaking may cost us something? I’ve spent years, encouraging people to find their voice and live authentically. What happens when one becomes afraid to use their voice because they might lose something that means a great deal to them? I found myself asking what am I going to do with the voice I have left?
The world is changing, and we must never stop asking questions.
So, what did I do today. A litter pick of course. I was on Flixborough Industrial Estate. My bag was half full so I turned down another road that I haven't been down before. OMG, such a mess.
Here are the pictures.
How many bottles of pee ! ! ! I left these there. Will probably go back another day to empty them.
69 glass bottles. All bagged up.
Glass dropped off at the wheelie bin. Put my labels on so people won't think it's a fly tip.
Two black bin bags added to the red ones from yesterday.
Lots more tidying up to do here, when I have time.
I met the Council driver who comes to collect the bags and empty the bins today. He seems a nice chap. Thanked me for my efforts. I quite like working on an Industrial Estate at a weekend when there is nobody there.
This is Dan the driver. Yesterday I got on his bus and went to the terminal with him. A village called Whitton on the banks of the River Humber. The bus turns round and goes back to Scunthorpe. I planned on walking home.
Here is a little bit of the bus ride. It was a bit bumpy.
I had a look at the Church before I set off walking back.
Come inside and have a look.
The sideways wind was quiet blustery. .
I entered a field through a gate and could see a herd of brown cows were gathered in the distance. They were just where I wanted to exit the field on the other side. I went a bit closer to assess the situation. Would I be safe to walk through them.
Two or three of them noticed me approaching. I stopped to see if they would come towards me. I might be alright if they carry on eating. I bottled out, not taking any chances. I scrambled over that fence and went into the next field.
Probably would have been ok to walk through them.
We had a nice chat over the gate.
I stopped off at my friend June's house for a natter. By the time we had finished talking it had started to rain. I had a packamac with me, but I didn't need it because her daughter came to pick me up and gave me a lift home. That saved me a half hour walk in the rain.
Today I've been to town. Chatted with Nikki at the Arts Centre. Spent £50 on shopping in Aldi. And picked a bag of litter on the way home.
I was in a big store in town. People were gathered around a television set in the electrical department. I stopped to see what they were watching. I couldn't believe that it was really happening, and it wasn't a film.
Just before this happened I was in New York. Didn't go up the twin towers, but went up the Empire State Building. I will never forget the views, and the speed of the lift to the top.
When our land has been taken over and covered in solar panels, concreted over fields full of new builds, and we are surrounded by windfarms, where else is there left to go. How do we escape our little boxes then. There will be no escaping our digital prisons.
I rather like the Isle of Wight. That might be a safe place. I could happily go and live there. Wait a minute, maybe not. Joe Robertson offers a warning.
Joe Robertson MP questions the Government following a migrant crossing off the Isle of Wight which saw Bembridge Lifeboat volunteers called to respond.
Joe asked whether people smugglers operating across more than 80 miles of open water represents a concerning new development in small boat crossings, and pressed the Government on resources in France and along the south coast.
The sun is shining. Today I will go to Aldi and buy some food, my fridge is empty.
Something to keep my hands busy when the weather is dull. I have a lot of scraps of fabric. Cut them up into smaller pieces, stitch them together, and add embroidery. I painted the hoop blue using nail varnish.
Now I am starting another one. The first was random shapes, this one will be a mini landscape picture.
I did a bus out and walk back today. Some photo's from that to post tomorrow.
I have a Lady Trucker friend. Sharon moved to South Africa many years ago. We lost touch as you do when friends move on. I was never sure why she moved there. She has recently contacted me via faceboook. She has posted that her house is to go on the market and she will eventually come back to the UK.
Something has just popped up on my screen about the situation in South Africa. Apparently the level of corruption over there is so much higher than what we have to endure here. Rob Hersov is a billionaire and has set up a yoootooob channel. I have watched one of his videos. He delivers a very powerful speech which reveals exactly what is going on in their country. His description of the political situation mirrors exactly what is going on here. If anyone is still asleep listen to Rob. He doesn't hold back.
Welcome to the official YouTube channel of Rob Hersov, the Capitalist Activist! Here, you'll find outspoken commentary, insightful interviews, and thought-provoking analysis on the critical issues shaping South Africa's economic and political landscape. Rob Hersov, a prominent entrepreneur and advocate for free-market capitalism, delivers his unvarnished truth on everything from government policy and business practices to global geopolitics.
Continuing along the theme of the plandemic, and how traumatic it was for a lot of people, this comment has arrived from a wide awake follower of this blog. Comments quickly get buried here because of the speed and volume of blog posts that I put out. I bring this one forward as a valuable contribution to this post. Thank you Della.
My husband almost lost his job for not taking it, and he works from home! I never got it either...in the beginning, I did consider it, but I grew skeptical, then downright defiant! The pressure and the shaming were unreal! One of my sons had one jab and his blood pressure skyrocketed! I told him to absolutely not get another one! But there was so much pressure on the young people. My daughters in healthcare and in college had to take them or be fired or kicked out. It was unbelievable. When I did get sick with C, I had some handy-dandy horse paste, which the media mocked relentlessly, but guess what? It works! (I read of people in India who took it prophylactically for river blindness, and they didn't seem to contract the corona virus...hmmm.). The masks: I did my best to avoid those! Pulled down under my nose worked best when I absolutely had to have one on...I traveled to Florida several times and the flight attendants would have a cow if you didn't mask up...
Dr. Charles Hoffe let fly on Bonnie Henry and Public Health this morning at the Allison Inquiry presser He continues to stand up for Canadians as he has for the past 5 years!
There are thousands if not millions of similar statements from professional medics who were on the frontline at the time. Now it is time to listen to them. Great harm was done over the last few years. We will not forget.
The sun is shining on this beautiful Wednesday morning.
This is a video I recorded yesterday. Sitting alone on a bench in the middle of the fields is a great leveller to chase off the gloom and doom. If things are getting you down, take time out to look inside yourself for answers. They are there, you just need to do a bit of soul searching.
Green soup for tonight. Carrots, cauliflower, broccoli, and spinach, with a smattering of garlic, turmeric, oregano, and grated cheese on top. Lovely.
Garden done, brown bin filled, small sewing project finished, dog walk done, chatting on the phone with a friend. All is well.
This is the moment Mickey Johnson attacked a passing pensioner unprovoked after getting annoyed that the 'library was noisy'.
The 37-year-old caused several injuries in his horrendous act. More in the comments
Distressing video warning. Caught on camera. Listen to his explanation of why it happened.
Be aware of your surroundings when walking about in any town centre.
Don't amble around the shops, keep your wits about you. Shopping used to be a pleasurable leisure activity, it isn't any more. Walk with a purpose, go to the shop where you intended to buy something, then leave.
This is an incident which prompts people to shop online and get your shopping delivered to your door.
Don't become a prisoner in your own home. Assess the risks as you walk about.
The weather was perfect for a five mile walk this afternoon. A local route that I haven't done for ages. Was great to be out in the countryside again. I took a snack and a drink, and my picking stick and a carrier bag. There wasn't any litter along the paths, but I found some along the roads. The tractor driver gave me a cheery wave.
This machine was parked in the corner of a field. They have put four security robots out to make sure it doesn't get nicked.
I emptied the bag three times into bins. That slowed me up a bit. What normally takes me just over two hours to do the walk, today took me three and a half hours.
I shall sleep well tonight.
Amazing, the Traumatic Experience post has gone over the 1,000 views. That was a popular topic, I shall have to write some more like that. People seem to like it.
It's about time I had a day out. Today I went to a Craft Fair at Lincoln Showground. The crowds had eased off when I took these photos. A good selection of hand made goods for sale. I bought two truckles of delicious cheese. Although they are not made locally, they are made in Cheshire in small batches.
Some beautiful crotchet goods for sale here. I was tempted but they were a tad pricey.
Lots of street food vendors outside. A very tall man to entertain the children.
My friends Bob and Lyn were there. Bob does wood turning and Lyn does sewing. Nice to chat with them. Also Nikki from the 20 21 Arts Centre was there with her chap. That was a nice surprise to see them.
On the way back I had time to pick a bag of litter. Nobody around. All tidy in this area now.
The pile is growing. I see someone else has been picking and left their bag with mine. I had a look in it, not fly tipping, definitely a litter pick. I've got an idea who that might be.
It was well worth getting out of bed for.
Thanks for your comments. I am deleting any that are inapropriate.
Sunday morning. A bit dull and overcast, but there is every chance that it will brighten up.
Yesterday I did some hard graft in the garden. Climbing ladders to lop a few feet off the tops of the hedge at the bottom end behind the Summerhouse. Good job I am small and agile. There's not much room to squeeze between the fence and the hedge. Filled the brown wheelie bin.
After a sit down for lunch I was off out to check my patch for litter. There are a couple of badly littered places on the Industrial Estate. One good thing about using a car and a trolley is that I can target my picking to concentrate on the worst first.
Oooooh look, I have found some pasta and tomato sauce for my dinner tonight. 😕😋😍
And a slug of milk circa July, to wash it down. Only two months out of date.
Another bag added to my collection for this week. The Council keep taking them away. 👸
I am chuckling as I watch the page views rocket. When I write something a little bit controversial the number keep going up. It's heading for 700 views for the previous post. Thank you all for reading. Probably most of them are nasty trolls who keep coming back to check on any new developments. 👪👫👬👭👯
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Sweet seventeen and never been kissed
Publicity shots in France with Sir Alistair Morton on the Eurostar.
Time for a break in my truck
Guided tour of Barcelona Football Stadium
My 60th Birthday showing my first bus pass
Makeover for Chat Magazine
Trying out some roller blades I bought from a car boot sale
A walk over the Humber Bridge
Late evening charity walk for a Hospice.
Who am I ?
A retired lorry driver who is trying to keep my life normal, while those all around me are losing their minds. This is my diary. What I do and what I think about. You are welcome to read it. Toodle pip.
