A Bad Day For Britain

We just returned from town after what should have been a relaxing walk in the warm sunshine.
However, as we entered the pedestrian area of the Bishopric, we ended up behind a group of young people, probably in their early teens.  The girls were wearing leggings and shirts and nothing else.  (One of them was also wearing leopard print panties on beneath her leggings, not that this has anything to do with what happened, but since she went through the trouble to show them off to the world I thought I would help her out.)
What this young lady did was unwrap a lollypop and blithely drop the paper on the pavement.  My wife picked it up and deposited it in a nearby receptacle with the appropriate tisk-tisking and we continued on.  Shortly after, one of the young boys did the same thing.  This time, my wife picked up the paper and gave it back to him (they were young enough that, if they pulled knives, we might have been able to hold our own—we would never have been so foolish with someone 16 or 17).  She asked him to put it in the bin as littering was giving them a bad reputation.  No shouting, no chastising, just cause, effect and a request to do the right thing.

This is the area they were walking in, so they
were not the only one\’s being assholes.

So we all set off, with them looking back every few seconds to see if we were following.  We were.  So the boy went out of his way to walk past two bins where he made a point of not putting the trash in them, then veered into a gaming shop where, no doubt, he dropped it on the floor.

The little bastard.
I have written about this before, but it is one of the saddest things about living among the British: they live in an astoundingly beautiful country, yet the treat it as their own, personal rubbish pit.  The cities in America and, especially, Canada, are not filled with litter the way they are here.  Don’t the British have any sense of pride in their country?  And if they do, why don’t they teach it to their kids?

Typical condition of the Bishopric


It really annoys me, almost as much as what happened to my friend, NFAH, who was sent out of her own meeting to make photocopies for some guy just because she was the only woman in the room.  Now, I’m not saying this wouldn’t happen in America—sadly, it would—but at least there you are not required to address the offending dipstick as “Sir” just because he was knighted.
So I am afraid that, on this glorious “first day of spring”/”last day of winter” (depending on your calendar), I am not feeling particularly charitable toward my adopted country.
Please, please, please people, this is a lovely place, and there are plenty of appropriate places for your garbage, and cluttering up my view is not one of them.
And teach your kids some better manners.

7 thoughts on “A Bad Day For Britain

  1. Thanks for your post. Unfortunately I've noticed this happening way too often. I live in London and it shocks me how people just throw their garbage on the sidewalk or just leave it on the street. I guess people assume the council will clear up the rubbish. It's really strange, since I've grown up being taught by adults and the great Give a Hoot don't pollute campaign that you just do not throw garbage on the ground. Do you think it's just a matter of people thinking that the dustmen will collect it?

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  2. I think alot of it trickles down to a couple of attitudes that involve 1)people thinking the council should do EVERYTHING for them (they have been telling them how to do everything for years) and 2)the attitude of many young folks that leaves them caring about nothing but their own immediate needs. I raised my children to respect the world around them. I would knock their heads together if they ever pulled crap like throwing their trash an the ground.

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  3. Reminds me of a friend whose car was \”egged\” while driving around her part of Devon. She got out of the car, marched over to the couple (who appeared to be about 20) and told them off something rotten. They ended up not only apologising to her, but walking over to her husband at the driving wheel and saying sorry to him too.Don't try it in New York tho – there's a video out at the moment about a woman on the train there, who commented on a young girl who was eating a full dinner. The girl and her friend turned on the woman and it became an all out fist fight with other commuters having to separate them.

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  4. Sadly, you are right. Not all the young people act that way though. It seems to be the current trend amongst the youth, to make an exhibition of themselves. It is not the older generation usually, but we could do a lot better.

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  5. I am originally from England and the amount of litter is shocking. I think there are certain people that do have respect for their country and myself and my children are included.If I ever caught my kids dropping litter they would not hear the last of it. Yet again there are some people that do not have any respect what so ever, even when caught red handed. I would say there is a lot of English children that are taught manners from a very early age, but just like here in the US there are some people that spoil it for everyone.

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  6. We don't have so much of a litter problem here in our small Midlands town, but when I go back to south Wales to visit my parents I find it really depressing how much litter there is around the park where I walk the dog.There's also a beautiful country park near Coventry, and if I go there on a Monday morning it's often stuffed with rubbish from the weekend visitors, and the staff spend the whole morning clearing up. It's disgusting.I would slap my son if I saw him drop litter. When I visited Australia and New Zealand there was hardly any litter there. Yet another reason to emigrate!

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