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John’s pal, Pete, was a serial volunteer but he never stayed long before he moved onto something new but the next time they met he told John he was a Champion. Since the local council had promoted all their litter pickers to Clean Champions the town had been spotless. Complete with tabard, safety gloves, dayglo jacket and distinctive bag he roamed his territory.  

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Next time John saw him he said: “Ayup Champion.”

 

Pete said: “ I’m not a champion anymore. I’m not cleaning the streets. I’m listening to children read. I’m a County Ambassador. Didn’t you hear me on the radio?”

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