which is more than can be said for the young people who go to Duchy college. This is the little lane that runs between the Post office and the college. It is full of litter, dropped as the last crisp goes into the gob, thus establishing a neat distribution curve, along the lane, of time against size of packet. They even bother to stuff the cans in the hedgerows, presumably it is easier to see them at eye level to check they are still there. What is wrong with human young? Agricultural students? Rubbish, I say.
