Plastic bags - they are everywhere. We’re used to seeing them around, to using them, they are something common to our everyday lives. A cheap object that is useful for a certain amount of time, that can be easily discarded - they’re nothing precious. We’re also used to seeing them flying around, getting carried away by the wind, overflowing from our bins, laying around on the ground - nothing out of the ordinary. They’re someone else’s problem to solve, to discard of, to recycle. Someone else has to deal with them, not us. Or is it?