No shortage of experts on the unknown

Just before Christmas I got caught out by what must be the public sector equivalent of the time share scam.

You know the sort of thing, shiny brochure lands on the doorstep, or in this case, in the Inbox and before you know it, you’ve parted with your cash and your eagerly awaiting the opportunity to sample what you’ve bought.  Then you actually get there and very quickly realise that you’ve been had, it was all BS and bling and all you’ve got is a fancy venue and a shiny folder with next to nothing worth having in it.

My somewhat ham-fisted analogy, refers to a must attend seminar in London, offering to give me the inside story on the Localism Bill and how it would affect the way councils do planning.  This should have been just the job, after all it was scheduled to take place only a couple of weeks after the Localism Bill was published and one of the speakers was to be somebody involved in the whole process, the Chief Planning Officer.  One small problem; the bill was delayed, so what should have been a major piece of information transfer turned out to be various speakers waffling their way around a subject they either couldn’t talk about in any detail or didn’t know about because it hadn’t been published.

Since the end of the recent festivities, I must have had at least another half a dozen invitations to attend other ‘must attend’ events.

Apart from the fact that many of these events have a starting price of at least £299 (plus VAT of course) and some much higher, what really gets to me is their claims to be offering some really expert and invaluable insight in to the latest government thinking.  Trouble is, the government doesn’t actually seem to know what it’s thinking itself, especially when it comes to local government and the planning system, so what gives these so-called experts a view in to the unknown – psychic powers?

The 200+ clauses in the Localism Bill are still just that from what I’ve seen – clauses.  No meat on the bones yet; in fact hardly any bones!

The people churning out all this cyber trash must have missed the bit about 20%+ cuts in local government grant funding and therefore think that the local government cash cow is still ripe for milking.

The lesson to be learned from this? Save the taxpayer some money and don’t attend anything claiming to give you a head start on government policy until at least 6 months after it has been published.  In fact maybe don’t bother at all, after all localism is supposed to be about making up as you go along; just as long as you do it locally!

Big Society, when? – if ever

Having spent the late morning and early afternoon delivering newsletters, it occurs to me that if David Cameron’s Big Society idea is to work, it needs to start at the lowest possible level and that’s you and me.  Well meaning, movers and shakers getting together to form action groups have their place, but there’s already plenty of those around.

I spent part of New Year’s eve picking up rubbish around our main communal area in Wygate Park, the neighbourhood shopping area.  It would of been great if this didn’t need doing because people thought about what they were doing to the place where they live and took their rubbish home with them. The problem is, they don’t actually live there, where the shops are, they live in the nearby streets and roads, so it appears to be a case of out of sight is out of mind.

However, my trip around the local streets suggests that this attitude also applies closer to homes, at least for some people.   As well general rubbish either dumped in the front of down the side of houses, there was also litter and refuse lying in gutters or on communal grassed areas.

If the Big Society idea is going to work, this sort of local mess just should not happen, with local people seeing it as their role to clean it up.  They shouldn’t be waiting for the council to do it or, worse still, not even noticing it’s there.

The Big Society can only become a real success if individuals start to play a role in making their communities nicer places to live and I think that may well take a lot longer than David Cameron thinks it will.

What a load of rubbish!

31st Dec – Having become totally disgusted at the state of Wygate Park, I went on a litter pick this afternoon.  I was hoping to do a much larger area than I finally managed, mainly due to the shear volume of rubbish I encountered.

2½ hours and 3 large black bags filled and only one side of the road between Claudette Ave and Mariette Way covered. The other side of the road, from Wedgewood Drive to the Woolram Wygate junction, was completed today.  It took a good 3 hours and generated a further 3 large bags of rubbish.  Before and after photos of one small area are attached below, just to prove I was there and did make a bit of a difference!

Most of us think of litter as a town centre problem, because that’s where lots of people go to shop, socialise (drink!) and eat.  Unfortunately, my recent rambles through the brambles, suggests a different and depressing story.

Litter is a poor way to describe the stuff that blights our streets and parks, as it makes it sound like just a few bits of paper and the odd cigarette butt – not so.  As well as the obligatory soft drink cans, sweet wrappers and crisp bags, there were a very high number of beer bottles and cans.  See photo below.

Also, I was amazed at the number half full bottles of water I found in the trees and bushes.  I can only think that the drunken louts who throw them away, just can’t be bothered carrying them all the way to the dumps they call home.  Remember, this is not a town centre location it’s where most of those who have caused this mess actually live. Put crudely it’s called, cr***ing on your own doorstep!  The vast majority of the non-alcoholic rubbish comes from a single source and I will be again asking them to do more to deal with the fallout from their trading.

Rubbish dump

Before

Planted area after rubbish cleared

After

High level of beer cans and bottels

Selection of bottles and cans recovered

Rural rail fares are a scandal

Just after Christmas I dropped a couple of Christmas visitors off at Spalding railway station so that they could go in to Peterborough.  The fare for 2 people, one-way, £13!

Driving distance to Peterborough 20 miles.  Average miles per gallon on a modern car to be 35mpg, call it 30mpg to allow for stop start traffic once you are in town.  Petrol is currently £1.25 a litre so that’s about £5.70 to cover 30 miles.  Even if you then add on £5 for parking, making it a total of £10.70, you still don’t get close to the excessive cost of £13 for 2 people to travel 20 miles by train.  Travelling by car, a family of 4 would be quids in!

Is it any wonder our roads are becoming more and more congested?  Worse still, we have yet to see what happens when rail fares increase by another 6.2% in the New Year!

Coalition here to stay?

I suppose today’s revelation that a very senior Tory, close to Dave, thinks that coalition is the way forward and that the next election should be fought on that basis.  Common sense in the new political climate, or political expediency, based on a megalomaniac’s view that, it doesn’t matter how you stay in power, just as long as you make sure you do?

I could say a lot more about the issue of a coalition with the LibDems, but then I thought I would Google the following question, ‘What colour do you get if you mix blue and orange?

One of the answers that came back says it all really.
‘Nothing.  Blue is a primary colour. Orange is a mixture of Red and Yellow. Any pigment you add to orange will likely result in a brownish mess.’  Come to think of it, isn’t that the problem the last lot had?

Vince Cable – Fool or Knave?

As somebody who also has to meet with local people and discuss sensitive issues, I am completely dumbfounded by the extraordinary level of hypocrisy Vince Cable has displayed in his response to being caught out.

Having been caught red-handed, shooting his mouth off, he is now crying foul and claiming that this has damaged ‘his work’.

No Mr Cable, what has damaged your work is your ego.  Having found himself in a position he could never have dreamt of under normal circumstances, he has become drunk with the power of it all.

According to the Right Honourable (really?) Vince Cable, it should be perfectly acceptable to spout this sort of sedition to genuine political supporters, because it’s a sign of candour and honesty! Or does he mean, as long as you don’t get caught?

Unfortunately, not only does he undermine the standing of MPs by such behaviour, he also reinforces the suspicions of the public when it comes to all politicians, including minnows like me!  Shame on you Mr Cable – get thee behind me knave!

Grantham MP Nick Boles calls for chaos in local government planning

Various commentators seem to place their own emphasis on the meaning of ‘planning’ in the Boles statement.  However, I understand he used an example of a restaurant springing up and then disappearing when nobody wanted it any more and suggesting that this was the ideal model for how things should be done.

I could suggest that these are the words of a shallow thinking, headline grabbing fool (a trait obviously required of those in government these days, given the performances of Pickles and co), but as it’s Christmas, I will try to be more measured in my comments and ask him a question in the form of a letter.

Dear Mr Boles MP,

I understand that you support a chaotic planning system and in particular, restaurants.  Therefore, could I please get your personal support for my proposal to open a fast food outlet, operating 24 hours a day, 7 days a week  and everyday of the year.  The ideal location would be in a dwelling, either next door or, directly opposite the one occupied by you for most of the year.

I would appreciate your assurance that you would not be flipping out of this accommodation in the near future, as this will avoid any potential conflicts with the subsequent occupiers.

I look forward to receiving details of your home address and a letter of support for my proposal, by return.

Yours truly,

Mr. B. A. D. Neighbour