The local website Lo Que Pasa En Tenerife is a good place to check up on the daily complaints of Tenerife’s residents.

Today one of the topics is the proliferation of shopping carts that are left in the streets of Santa Cruz.

The citizen reporter who scooped this story gripes that this is becoming so common it’s almost fashionable and why won’t people just return the effing  things. Well, okay maybe she didn’t say that exactly but I bet she was thinking it.

The comments on the original page are funny.

One person opines that it is obviously the fault of the South Americans and globalisation. Boy, is that a leap or what?

I don’t think the invasion of the shopping trolleys is a new thing at all. I seem to remember my hometown being festooned with the things when I was growing up (in fact I am sure most people reading this blog must have trolley-jousted at last once when they were small) and I don’t remember one Peruvian or Brazilian living in Cumbernauld at the time.

Where I live in Tenerife there is a bit of community spirit. We swap dishes and gossip at garden bbqs, attend each others kids’ birthdays parties and share two communal shopping trolleys. They are used to ferry shopping from the car park to the houses. As the driver parks the kids scamper off along the path to retrieve the trolleys from the gate of whoever had them last.

Strictly speaking only one of the trolleys is communal. My neighbour (yes, she of the poo-slinging scandal) got so fed up of having her shopping trolley purloined by the vecinos that she wrote her house number and family name on it in big black felt pen. Quite bold of her, I thought, considering she must have half-inched it herself from somewhere. It’s not like you can stop off at the €1 shop and buy yourself a Mercadona or Netto trolley, is it?

Two years ago the shopkeepers and townsfolk of Stone in Staffordshire were right fed up with the local tearaways that rampaged about the place breaking windows and getting out of order.

Local policeman Andy Whitehall was familiar with the young troublemakers as he had arrested most of them at one time or another. He came up with the idea of keeping them out of trouble by starting up a boxing club. But the Right Stuff Boxing Club was to be a club with a catch. In order to be a member of it, each kid had to sign a contract to participate in socially beneficial activities like picking up litter, gardening and helping the elderly.

Andy Whitehall’s brilliant scheme was not only to teach the kids to be better community members but it also kept them visibly involved in beneficial projects which earned them the respect of the very people that once would happily have lynched them from the nearest lamppost.

Now the businesses and shopkeepers of Stone are so pleased with Andy’s little army that they clubbed together to raise the £8,000 to send them off on a reward trip to Tenerife.

You can read the full story and see videos of the youngsters preparing for and enjoying their trip to Tenerife on the BBC website. Check it out. It’s absolutely fabulous to see some positive news about Britains’ youngsters for a change and Andy Whitehall deserves a medal as much as those kids deserved a break.