Wherever we have lived, we’ve picked up litter, but it is lovely to get involved with a big group of litter pickers every now and again.
We ignored the sign-in, t-shirt hand out and tedious health and safety briefing and got to work on the beach straight away (At high tide, gasp! how dangerous….).
I can’t stand litter. No matter how much we educate kids, or make dropping litter seem uncool (I particularly like posters like the one below), there will always be a few idiots who drop it. But I figure that if there were enough people like us who not only didn’t drop litter, but also picked up the litter they found (modern Wombles, as it were), then everywhere would look a hell of a lot better and we wouldn’t have the problems associated with plastic getting into our waterways (and ultimately our food chain).
I reuse packing materials from things sent to me in padded bags, bubble wrap, etc. But if I had to generate my own packing material, I like the idea of popped corn and a note asking for it to be composted at the receiver’s end (hopeful, I know).