Well, I'm Cornish and like all things. It's a little more complex than your one sentence implies.
But if you live by the sea (like I do) and go to many beaches all through the year, no one cares if you pick up some of the tons and tons of rubbish that washes up every year. Planks, plastic, bits of container, every type of plastic ever made. Nets (so many nets) buoys, gloves, wellies (so many gloves) fish boxes (so so so many) plastic bottles (like, an infinite amount of them).... light bulbs (yay - glass on the beach! fun for all the family!)
Who could get angry if some locals nab a pair of water logged nikes, or a huge bale of tobacco... it's only heading to the landfill anyway. Every now and then some big-wig gets annoyed with that behaviour and they get on the local news and some clever clogs gets to ask them "If we give you twenty pairs of crocs back, will you clean up the thousands of gallons of oil spilt?".... but for the other 359 days of the year no one gives a shiny shite about anything that gets washed up.
I've never heard of lego being washed up, I'm about 12 miles from that beach. I think it's just a cute story that has become viral.
Regarding scavenging shipwrecks and wrecking -- 99% of that was fiction by Daphne du Maurier. But it's a good story about some poor folk, who can blame them for adding it to the local 'history'. In actual _real_ history, we're better known for the heroic lifeboats and cliff rescue teams of total nutters who risk their lives to go help people.
But if you live by the sea (like I do) and go to many beaches all through the year, no one cares if you pick up some of the tons and tons of rubbish that washes up every year. Planks, plastic, bits of container, every type of plastic ever made. Nets (so many nets) buoys, gloves, wellies (so many gloves) fish boxes (so so so many) plastic bottles (like, an infinite amount of them).... light bulbs (yay - glass on the beach! fun for all the family!)
Who could get angry if some locals nab a pair of water logged nikes, or a huge bale of tobacco... it's only heading to the landfill anyway. Every now and then some big-wig gets annoyed with that behaviour and they get on the local news and some clever clogs gets to ask them "If we give you twenty pairs of crocs back, will you clean up the thousands of gallons of oil spilt?".... but for the other 359 days of the year no one gives a shiny shite about anything that gets washed up.
I've never heard of lego being washed up, I'm about 12 miles from that beach. I think it's just a cute story that has become viral.
Regarding scavenging shipwrecks and wrecking -- 99% of that was fiction by Daphne du Maurier. But it's a good story about some poor folk, who can blame them for adding it to the local 'history'. In actual _real_ history, we're better known for the heroic lifeboats and cliff rescue teams of total nutters who risk their lives to go help people.
The tobacco was salty and rank.