I wandered along a surprisingly litter-free All Saints Avenue, picking up tiny litter scraps along the way. I've seen some kindly litter-pickers wandering this route recently so there wasn't much to collect there. Into All Saints Cemetery and I discovered the usual detritus as well as evidence of that most gravest of littering errors: the slowly-disintegrating polystyrene fast-food tray. Plucking tiny bits of polystyrene from the muddy grass was strangely satisfying. The fine-motor skills of my litter picker were tested and were not found wanting. A little corner of All Saints Cemetery is now a little cleaner.