Observations. Part Two.

The three supermarkets that I go to have the same things in their car parks. The main supermarket that I use, I see it all of the time, and have gotten used to it.

I took my Husband Paul to the dentist, and there was no parking spaces left outside on the main road, so I parked around the corner, at the supermarket that we don’t shop at often.

I parked near the entrance to the car park, and there were the clothes recycle huge bins for people to put their unwanted clothes and shoes inside. These are one way in and made in such a way, that they can’t be taken away by others at night or day!

I remembered when my brother died during the heart of covid, in the car park of the care home where he lived, in his own flat, all the charity shops were closed, thankfully both the clothes huge bins were empty, Paul and myself filled both massive bins, to over flowing. That was a Godsend, to have those clothes recycle bins there.

Last week, as I waited for Paul in the car park, piles of clothes were strewn around the front of the two large recycle bins, where others had looked through, and taken what they wanted, leaving the bags open and clothes exposed.

As I sat there for the short time, SO many people went up to the bins and tried to open them up, but they were unable to, so they simply put them down in front of the huge pile that was already there.

It seemed such a shame, that they had taken the time to sort clothes out for the charity and now they were unable to put them inside the recycling bins. It seemed to defeat the object of recycle your clothes for charity.

The many people of all ages, had done their part, but the charity had not done theirs.

This little town, with lots of fabulous charity shops, chose where to give their items of clothing and shoes to, but they were left outside to the elements, lots of rain had fallen, and shoes and clothes would have been ruined and probably stank. Foxes and cats would probably have left their scent on them too. It was such a shame.

If only the charity who owned the bins were more organized, then they would have benefitted with some lovely things. But as it is now, most of the items donated, would have been dirty and not fit for purpose.