I found someone fly tipping on Monday. I didn't want a confrontation with 2 blokes in the arriss end of nowhere with no mobile phone (I wouldn't have been able to call an ambulance for them), so I made a mental note of their reg number and rode on. Checked the spot yesterday and they'd dumped a load of rubble in the stream, so duly grassed to the local carncil. I don't know the fellers, but I recognise the vehicle and know which village and street it lives in, so hopefully the jackboots from the counciul will slap him across the soles of his feet with a rubber hose until he pays a nice fine.