The Guinness excuse

When we thought Dad was coming for Christmas, I bought a pack of four cans of Guinness for him, which, as arrangements were subsequently changed, were left in the cupboard and forgotten about. But only by me, it seems! When I got back from Bristol on Sunday, I discovered that there was now only one can left.
Upon enquiry, I was informed by 'He Who Is Always To Blame' that he had drunk the other three over the weekend as he needed the metal from the cans to make 'shims'. These, in case you feel you need to know, are something that he needs in his auto-locksmithing work and seemingly, can only be made from empty Guinness cans.
What is even more surprising is that, as he was explaining this, he held up only two metal sheets for my inspection, which begs the question, what happened to the third?
Keith looked meaningfully across at Paddy and shrugged.

Rubbish!

We British as a nation seem to have a somewhat cavalier attitude to litter. People think nothing of dropping a sweet paper or other rubbish as they walk along the street, seemingly oblivious to the litter bin just a couple of yards further on. I once knew someone who had a policy that, whenever he saw someone do that, he would pick up the object and return it to the 'owner' with the polite comment, "Excuse me, I think you dropped this." These days, he would probably be assaulted and then arrested for disturbing the peace. So this is probably not a course of action I would follow myself, although I might be tempted on occasion.
The person or persons who decided to stop  in the car park in our valley and clear out the rubbish from their car would be a prime candidate. Instead of using any of the THREE bins within a few yards of where they stopped, they decided to leave a pile of empty sandwich packages, half-drunk bottles of coke and other detritus right there on the car park. So much easier than actually getting out of the car and making the marathon trek to a bin, of course.
It does occur to me to wonder how they would feel if someone dumped a pile of rubbish in their front garden, but actually, they probably wouldn't even notice.