This is a very quick post today and is fairly self explanatory, I came across the following photograph of two large cardboard boxes I believe it was on Facebook together with the following request.

Are these large boxes of any use to anyone, you will have to pick them up or I will drive them to the dump for recycling.

Now, I have to admit I am no fan of Greta Thunberg and her friends at Save the World, or whatever it’s called but even I can work out that either expecting someone to drive round and pick up two cardboard boxes, or drive them to the dump, is not the way to save the planet.

You could try what I do and cut them up with a Stanley knife and place them in the recycling bin for the dustman to collect, or you could use the knife to cut arm holes and a larger hole for your head to poke out and cycle round to the tip, there is a modicum of danger in this method in that you could fall off your bicycle and be run over but at least you can die happy knowing you have done your bit to save the planet.


About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin

I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent. Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work. I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise. I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013. My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie. I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes. I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage. My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.
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  1. SueW says:

    I break down (the boxes) as much as possible and leave next to the recycling bin on the morning of collection. When I had small children they became their play things, garages, castles and tunnels.

    • I wasn’t joking about cutting them up with a Stanley knife, I then lay them flat in our recycle wheelie bins which are quite large but what with Covid and having everything delivered in cardboard boxes we still have tons of the things. Three things that love a cardboard box, children and cats and puppies all of whom are unable to walk past one without jumping in.

  2. So it was you I saw Joe, cycling down the road dressed only in a box!

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