Meanwhile back on the litter trail today, there were sections that were quite litter free. Down by the blogtrain station, it was a heck of a mess, it looked like someone had been living for a few days in front of the station, which they probably had been. On Christmas Eve, a young man, who looked as if he had been living rough, came by the house, in search of food. I felt a bit threatened by him, he was shaking around, and had a wild look in his eye, so I sent him on his way. Perhaps I should have done better than that, I felt a tad uncharitable.