Day Five (Astrid’s 22)

Did we mention Astrid turned 22 today?Thanks to the copious van,an entire picnic could break out in beautiful Tewkesbury (see below)
We met friendly Spaniards cycling from Bournemouth to Liverpool to attend a week-long Beatles convention (where else) see below.
As I crunched through the miles I pondered on how miserly the French are as they seem less inclined to share their Litter Collections out amongst the populace than us Brits do. I mean: what does your Brit do on finishing his packet of 20 Benson? That’s right, he places it on the kerb leaving it for anyone else to take and use as a handy container for screws or sweets, a carefully folded crisp packet can be an excellent substitute contraceptive in the unlikely event used condoms are not to be found roadside, the salt and vinegar having ideal antiseptic qualities. Bought too much milk? No matter: plenty of bottles can be hunted for along the road, indeed it will not be long (especially after this publicity) until our Town Halls host Litter Fairs for litter collectors where that mint red bull can can be offered for high bids, or swapped for diet coke (ringpull intact).
Strikes me a bit odd if a county wants to encourage tourism but finds it beyond them to make our roads cleaner than those found in, say, India.