Author's Notes:
My second drabble for Challenge 288 – Reverse fandom – Last of the Summer Wine at tw100. I'm working on several other ideas, so there may be more. There are such brilliant titles to play with!

Summary: Owen is grumbling about the job. Again.

“Some days I feel like a litter collector,” Owen grumbled, picking up another fragment of something that had been ejected from the rift with so much force it had shattered. “Might as well be pushing one of those bins labelled ‘Keep Britain Tidy’. I didn’t join Torchwood to be a janitor.”

“Quit moaning, Owen.” Jack teased a fragment out of a nearby wall. “It doesn’t look like much now, but if one tiny bit is found by the wrong person it could advance science prematurely by centuries, completing wrecking timelines. We’re not just keeping Britain tidy, we’re preserving the future.”

The End