What can you do?

Some time ago, I wrote a piece on the ‘joys’ of dragging a safe out of a deep pool, fishing out nappies and dodging hypodermic needles, one Saturday in January (Restoring the Wandle, 10 May 2018). I raised a call to arms to get everyone into our rivers to clear them of junk and for fishermen to give something back. But I confess I’ve probably only been once since that article was published.

I moved house, the trout season started and lockdown life became the norm. All these excuses and I reverted to being an armchair conservationist, a sofa scientist and, worst of all, I lamented endlessly that we needed to do more