I’ve recently been staying in the most unusual of homes – one which some might not even consider a home at all – it’s a canal boat in London. It is a picturesque place to live, one which you can travel the countryside upon and see different things from the windows daily. It’s also cold, damp and small on a snowy winter day… unless you keep the tiny fireplace stoked well. But all these things were expected before I started this type of living. What wasn’t expected? The mass profusion of garbage that floats down the canals surrounding me. Dock for only a day in one place and your boat acts as a dam for all the refuse of the waterway… quickly surrounding your cozy home with less than welcome scenery. Later it all floats downstream into the open ocean. [Read more...]