I was disgusted to find a syringe in the grass in the Clarkson Avenue area of Wisbech

By a correspondent from Wisbech YESTERDAY after the snow had finally thawed I decided to carry out a little litter-picking around my immediate neighbourhood in Clarkson Avenue, something I try to do each week. I was disgusted to find that a syringe needl

By a correspondent from Wisbech

YESTERDAY after the snow had finally thawed I decided to carry out a little litter-picking around my immediate neighbourhood in Clarkson Avenue, something I try to do each week.

I was disgusted to find that a syringe needle had been carelessly discarded onto the grass alongside the pathway.

It had no doubt been lying under the snow in a position where a child could have gone to make a snowball and been impaled by the needle. The consequences could have been horrendous.


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I have no objection to addicts filling their own veins with poison but any 'self-respecting junkie' (perhaps this is an oxymoron), should have the common sense to dispose of a needle sensibly.

It's enough that in Clarkson Avenue we are already subjected to bottles and cans of obscurely-named beer and vodka tossed casually into our gardens, and 'revellers' urinating in broad daylight against our fences - now it appears we must start dodging needles on our pavements.

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