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Dan Sumption's avatar

I started regularly picking up litter on our local common (Wadsley & Loxley Common, in Sheffield) during lockdown. Even in what appeared, on the surface, to be uncluttered nature, it's amazing how quickly I could fill an entire bin-bag once I started poking around in the undergrowth.

Now, I live in the most remote part of England, and yet there's rarely a time when I don't come home with something in my pockets (I'm forever forgetting to take a bag, so I now have designated litter-pockets): energy drinks and gels from passing cyclists, vape packaging from the local farmers, sweet and crisp wrappers blown in from far away. A couple of months ago I found a delicate transparent plastic assemblage, which had clearly once been a Peppa Pig foil balloon, worn down to gossamer by months of blowing across heather moorland. I posted it on Instagram, and an artist requested that I send it to them. Can't wait to see what they make of it! Poetry from junk.

https://www.instagram.com/p/C2o9Hu_sbQ3/

https://www.instagram.com/p/C2o9Hu_sbQ3/

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John Lovie's avatar

A company I did work for has a whole factory devoted to making cellulose acetate, the raw material for cigarette butts. I avoided doing work for that division, essentially a litter factory.

Every trip back confirms that the UK, sadly, remains the litter capital of the western world, although we in the US seem determined to catch up. A train ride through New Jersey a couple of years ago was horrifying.

Even in the environmentally conscious Pacific Northwest, I take a garbage bag on every hike. Plastic water bottles and food wrappers are the most common items, alongside the ubiquitous poo bags that Antonia points out.

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