Morning sickness

Or rather, Detritus 4. With apologies to Dame Trace for having plagiarised her original concept, with an advertisement for her work included at reference 1 by way of an apology.

This particular detritus was gathered on West Hill Green, on the way back from Epsom, and carefully reassembled on our own verge before passing it along for recycling.

It was clear that the telephone was not going to recover, but it was odd in that it was not all there. One can understand dropping a telephone. One can even understand stealing one and then trashing it because one is angry that one cannot get into it and get it to work. But why trash it and then carry some of the bits off? There is clearly no rhyme or reason to the matter at all. Perhaps it was foolish of me to have expected there to be.

Reference 1: http://psmv2.blogspot.co.uk/2015/03/detritus-3.html.