AFTER reading N Taylor's letter (You Say, Thursday, March 27) I was reminded of when I lived in Bath Road less than 12 months ago.

Every month I could collect a bin bag full of rubbish from my front garden. Many times I wondered about my wisdom in bothering.

On a regular basis I corrected children and adults who thought it all right to drop litter, kick it into gardens, drop it when they walked or chuck it into the roads.

By the look on their faces and the filth that came out of their mouths, I can only deduce it was probably the only time in their lives they had ever been told this was wrong.

I rang the local school on a number of occasions. Sometimes they were extremely interested and helpful, other times I obviously had complained too many times and was becoming a bore.

I contacted one of the school bus companies after travelling out of Worcester on the dual track opposite the blind college, after my car was nearly hit by a flying can thrown from the second deck of a bus on a school run.

After school hours, I left my number on the school's answer phone, regarding this incident, never to have my call returned.

But now aren't we the lucky ones? Last summer we leapt at the chance to move out into the country.

Unfortunately, the gormless morons of Worcester are not quite far enough away for my liking. Every week a load of junk (beds, mattresses, bin bags and so on) is dumped in laybys and pull-ins along the single-track road by where we live.

But nothing is ever done about it. The council would rather increase our council taxes to pay street cleaners, litter pickers and whole teams of people with vehicle to pick the rubbish up than stop these people in the first place.

K COTTRILL,

Spetchley,

Worcester.