Dear Madam - Walk or cycle along most of our local country roads on a sunny breezy March day and our eyes are most likely to be irritated by the sight of the shining metal of coke cans, beer cans and plastic bottles of different shapes and sizes, and add in the crumpled “take away” food boxes.

And where have they come from? Dumped from vehicles with an engine and four wheels and the fuel to carry them home to be either recycled or put in the bin.

And why can the engine and the four wheels not manage to make the delivery of these items to their obvious resting place?

Well, it seems that we will have to get the answer to this question from “the brain” in charge of the vehicle, who thinks it’s best to just dump anything and everything out through the window of their moving vehicle.

By the month of March, the raw energy of winter has stripped the banks and roadside verges of its grassy cover and the work of the country roads louts is exposed.

On Monday, March 23, a few miles out of the town of Enniskillen, a very fine March day, on a short stretch of a beautiful country road, over a distance of about 300 metres, thirty seven very visible, and most of them very durable items of litter were strewn along the grass verges. One item was a good sized plastic bag which was a bit too small for its hoard of empty beer cans.

It all begs the questions – “Why can we not take our own litter home with us and recycle or bin it?” “Why would any of us want to be a litter lout?” Name and address supplied