Picker Upper...

I am an inheritant picker upper. If I ever see a discarded wee bolt, spring, stone or in this case tiny plastic man, I always have the urge to pick it up. I think it's the blipper in me assessing object as a potential blip.

Have you noticed that a lot of pedestrians in cities walk around looking at the pavement in front of them? You don't see that many people walking around looking up and although if I was looking up at this point, I wouldn't have spotted this wee man, I never underestimate the interestingness of things that are above head height.

The wee plastic man is a bit of an oddity. Not a soldier which would be an intial glance guess, but upon closer inspection, it looks like a coal miner dragging a chock.