For the last two months while walking my dog I've been picking up carelessly discarded drinks cans, crushing them and collecting them in a big cardboard box, up to a dozen a time on some walks. I also had an alloy wheel that was cracked due to hitting a large pothole one night. It couldn't be repaired as the crack was at the base of a spoke.
There was a queue of vehicles at the first scrap metal dealer and after waiting for over half an hour I decided it wasn't worth my time. I drove round to another one and there I rolled straight in. You can see what they paid me on the receipt. Now I wouldn't say it was an easy way to make money, but it also helps keep the environment tidy. Drinks cans are not bio-degradable and I really just don't understand people's attitude given city council has refuse bins in strategic places. Here is some video footage of me picking up on one of my dog walks.
Lucy was trotting along the foot path on the other side of the road, but she dropped her ball. She stood there and watched it roll right into the road where it was sent flying as a fast moving car hit it. I have trained her to resist temptation of following her ball on to the road, the same as I've done for cats, because I want her focused on the traffic. I wish I had caught it on camera as it show why I really can trust her now. I'm dedicating a separate blog page to Lucy and you can read more about her there.
Alas I had just switched off the spy glasses because I don't fancy editing reems of uneventful footage. I would have taken too long to find the buttons and start recording. If only they could make these things with a simple two position record/off switch, but I haven't found any yet.
Reversing out of my driveway and suddenly I hear a loud shout and see a cyclist with a trailer behind him swerve off the foot path. I have little sympathy for him as I was being cautious and slow. Our street is designated as a dedicated cycle route where vehicles give way to bicycles and he has no justification for cycling on the foot path.
My neighbour insists on growing a hedge all down the side of my driveway, so I've had this problem many times before with fast moving bicycles and e-scooters wizzing along the foot path: I just can't see them until they are right behind me. Last year I almost ran over a young girl on her bicycle because I was distracted by her father who was cycling on the road and shouting something (probably to his daughter).
People's safety is far more important to me than my neighbours stupid hedge so some of my driveway weed killer (accidentally of course) blew over that last bush of his and thined the leaves but still evidently not enough to kive me a good view. He's the same neighbout who is growing lots of high fast growing bushes all along the fence and robbing my garden of sunlight. I think he should plant his stupid hedge down his own driveway and I plan to give them all a bloody good spraying with weed killer when they start budding in the spring.
Glancing out the window, I saw a dark skinned girl on her way home stop in front of my letter box. She was wearing her school uniform and appeared to be wiping the front of the box (not actually lifting the lid). Then she raised her arms and was waving her hands in like a ritual motion. I thought WTF is she doing? Then she crouched down and appeared to be wiping the front again. I had grabbed my cell phone to record it but it was taking a while to power up.
It now dawned on me that she had slipped a thread under the lid, pulled it up to release the catch and then pulled the thread forward to peer inside the box without even touching it. Now she was walking away and O didn't get a picture. She evidently couldn't see me staring out through the ventian blinds. I went out and walked down to the letter box. SHe was walking calmly some way ahead and not paying attention to other letter boxes. I just don't know what that was about but I'm going to have to be prepared to record things when the kids come out of school. I may well decide to follow them and see where they live because over the years they have taken thousands of dollars worth of stuff from me and the cops shrug "it's just kids" as if that makes theft acceptable behaviour.