The colour reminded her of raspberry blancmange, but there pleasant similarity ended.
These murky waters were strewn with rubbish, rotting food, even an old mattress.
The River Dummer bore a revised sign, an ‘m’ having been replaced with PST by a crude hand.
Government cutbacks had led to reduced waste collections which only increased fly tipping, so now local rivers were awash with trash, scenic streams conveyor belts of waste, and picturesque bridges like this an eyesore.
Gone were the ducks and swans she used to feed as a child, gone too were the small fish, newts, tadpoles and toads, and in their place uncaring decay ate away at the river bank.
Time for change.
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