Random garbage making its way into garden

that Elvis song comes to mind…………we had a quarrell..

HenryBG said :

I’d say this is in the exact same vein as complaints from those who don’t like their neighbours listening to music, and those who don’t like their neighbours’ gardens full of scrap metal.

The bottom line is, if you can’t cope with the inevitable effects of living in a town, the answer is to move out somewhere in the bush where there are no neighbours.

That doesn’t work mate. I lived for many years in rural areas outside Canberra, and the problems are similar but different. At various times I had my letterbox smashed, vandalised fences resulting in lost animals, uncontrolled dogs killing my chooks and bullets flying around my house as a result of drunk knobs with guns.

The latter crew were lucky not to receive return fire.

Keijidosha said :

I have a similar problem with people jettisoning rubbish from their cars onto my lawn as they turn into the street. My solution was to suck it up and clean the mess every few days.

Sometimes solving the problem takes more effort than dealing with the outcome.

Agreed. I live on the last house in a place, next to a footpath. Not only do we get people throw things in our garden, but stuff goes flying on bin day from people who don’t wrap their garbage. No use complaining, I just suck it up & clean it up. One exception was our lovely neighbor (honest she is – no sarcasm) had her deadbeat grandson & his even more deadbeat girlfriend who used to smoke out the back of their place & flick used cigarette butts over the fence. Got to a stage where we collected about 50 in one hit so we tossed them back over! They never did it again & I suspect our neighbor had a word to them coz she was super nice afterwards & knew neither me nor my partner smoked!

HenryBG said :

GardeningGirl said :

HenryBG said :

GardeningGirl said :

Since when is treating everything and everyone around you with a lack of consideration and respect an inevitable part of urban life?

The fact is, when you live as part of a larger human population, a good proportion of the humans around you neither hold nor respect your values. The bigger the city, the more those alien values are shoved down your throat.
When you live in the city, you have three choices:
– become a whinger
– learn tolerance
– move to the country.

So the litterers should tolerate the OP’s desire for a clean garden. Simple.

That’s authoritarianism.
A very common complaint among Canberrans – obsessed with co-ercing people into/outof certain behaviours.
My point is about values: some people think nothing of throwing rubbish everywhere. You don’t really get to tell people how to behave, they just follow whatever rubbish values their rubbish parents instilled them with.
Meanwhile, the litterers have to tolerate the car-tyre swans in your front yard and those awful checked-shirts you like to wear.

So when did you leave your last bridge and decide to set up your home here?

GardeningGirl said :

HenryBG said :

GardeningGirl said :

Since when is treating everything and everyone around you with a lack of consideration and respect an inevitable part of urban life?

The fact is, when you live as part of a larger human population, a good proportion of the humans around you neither hold nor respect your values. The bigger the city, the more those alien values are shoved down your throat.
When you live in the city, you have three choices:
– become a whinger
– learn tolerance
– move to the country.

So the litterers should tolerate the OP’s desire for a clean garden. Simple.

That’s authoritarianism.
A very common complaint among Canberrans – obsessed with co-ercing people into/outof certain behaviours.
My point is about values: some people think nothing of throwing rubbish everywhere. You don’t really get to tell people how to behave, they just follow whatever rubbish values their rubbish parents instilled them with.
Meanwhile, the litterers have to tolerate the car-tyre swans in your front yard and those awful checked-shirts you like to wear.

HenryBG said :

GardeningGirl said :

Since when is treating everything and everyone around you with a lack of consideration and respect an inevitable part of urban life?

The fact is, when you live as part of a larger human population, a good proportion of the humans around you neither hold nor respect your values. The bigger the city, the more those alien values are shoved down your throat.
When you live in the city, you have three choices:
– become a whinger
– learn tolerance
– move to the country.

So the litterers should tolerate the OP’s desire for a clean garden. Simple.

GardeningGirl said :

Since when is treating everything and everyone around you with a lack of consideration and respect an inevitable part of urban life?

The fact is, when you live as part of a larger human population, a good proportion of the humans around you neither hold nor respect your values. The bigger the city, the more those alien values are shoved down your throat.
When you live in the city, you have three choices:
– become a whinger
– learn tolerance
– move to the country.

HenryBG said :

The bottom line is, if you can’t cope with the inevitable effects of living in a town, the answer is to move out somewhere in the bush where there are no neighbours.

Since when is treating everything and everyone around you with a lack of consideration and respect an inevitable part of urban life? It sometimes feels like it’s becoming that way but it doesn’t have to be, it shouldn’t be, it is not inevitable. I would almost have disregarded the comment as a troll post but the sad thing is I suspect there really are people who think that way.

I have a similar problem with people jettisoning rubbish from their cars onto my lawn as they turn into the street. My solution was to suck it up and clean the mess every few days.

Sometimes solving the problem takes more effort than dealing with the outcome.

It is littering, whoever is responsible for not containing rubbish properly for whatever reason has to fix it. Call the City Rangers if you have no luck trying to speak to the the people in the flats/body corporate or whatever.