Rubbish.

Yesterday, Kaybee went looking for a kingfisher and found a red settee, apparently thrown away by some undesirable form of life; today, I went out looking for a woodland blip and came back with shot of an unused office chair (though it could have been a car seat, I didn't investigate it too thoroughly) in what looks like its original protective packaging.

I completely fail to understand how any sane person would do such a thing, two and a half miles down the road is the recycling centre with several strong men who will happily help you unload this sort of stuff legally.