Corona litter

EVERY morning I walk my spaniel on Stinchcombe Hill overlooking the Severn estuary, rejoicing in the quiet, listening to skylarks, well away from the cares of coronavirus.

This morning I cast my gaze down.

Alas, my reveries were broken by the Corona Litter Bug as I spotted the discarded metal top belonging to a lager bottle of a certain brand.

Is this a sign of summer?

Chas Wright