The weather man has been pretty spot on, only an hour or so
our on some days. Today it was supposed to be raining by the late afternoon and
what do you know as we got off the bus at Crystal Palace the first scattering
of dark drops was visible on the footpath. Talking about spots on the footpath,
in some palace on our walk down to the station it seems there are more chewing
gum dots than visible path. It is a terrible habit spitting the gum in the
street. You wouldn’t see that kind of thing at Canary Wharf, not because the
nasty stuff isn’t spat out there but because of the constant vigilance of the
cleaning staff. Scraping and sweeping
and cleaning out the spaces between paving stones. The area around the stations
vacuumed every day by one of those ride on vacs. Here no bins are left to
overflow, no discarded cigarette ends litter the gutters and no litter blows in
the wind. Must cost a fair bit to keep it all neat and tidy.
At the bus stop where we get off on our way home the bin always
overflows and that which won’t fit in litters the ground. Along our street are
a few second hand stores that masquerade as trendy stores. Their wares are
displayed on the footpath regardless of weather, sheltering under canvas. Don’t
think I would like to buy anything from them. It is quite usual to see an unsalable
chest of drawers or other discarded items outside when the stores are locked
and shuttered for the night yesterday and today it is a sad looking wardrobe that
has been abandoned to the elements. You’d think that they would call a charity
shop to come and take it away wouldn’t you.
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