I've been reflecting on rubbish recently. There seems to be so much of it in Twerton, littering our streets.

The other day, I was walking with my kids in the High Street and we were walking behind another family. The dad threw his cigarette packet wrapper on the floor and one of his kids dropped a sweet wrapper. I picked up their rubbish and put it in a bin for them - and, with a smile, I politely asked them not to do it.

I've been involved in two organized Litter Picks recently, one at the City Farm, and another at Redland/Pennyquick Park. Every day, as I walk my kids to school, I try and pick up some of the litter on the pavement. But the answer isn't more bins (although we could do with some) or more organized litter picks. The answer is for a community to change its attitude - to be transformed.

Today is Good Friday. I reckon that if Jesus was here, he'd be picking up other people's rubbish. Isn't that what the cross is all about?

One man in his 70s saw me picking up rubbish in Fairview Road. We had a good chat about our community. He shook his head and told me that people won't change. However, I'm unashamedly more optimistic! I believe people can change for the better. Why? Because I've changed. I have been transformed.

Together, we can work towards a better Twerton.