I ride through the city on my bike. I walk in the fields we’re lucky enough to have behind our house and I despair at the quantity of litter I come across. It’s mostly empty sweet-packets, beer cans, empty, plastic water bottles and paper cups. My wife and I collect the stuff and dispose of it. We sometimes ask ourselves if we’re risking close contact with Covid 19 particles, and we wonder who so carelessly dumps it, I ask myself, privately ‘cos it’s too sensitive to talk openly about it, could it possibly be the same people that want to instantly resolve the colour prejudice and the guilty history questions?