Monday, August 15, 2005
He goes on to observe that the District Councillor who, so forcefully, ensured said application was passed... is objecting to another development in a neighbouring Parish on the same grounds we used, and has advised the local Parishes to watch out for such developments. Mmmm, thinks The Councillor, "I wonder where he lives?"
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Depite these efforts, the vote went against
Thursday, June 09, 2005
Monday, June 06, 2005
The furore over the planning story has begun to foment revolt. Neighbours are actually out in the street debating the
The Councillor finds this whole thing rather distasteful.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
The District Council are recommending approving the application. Why?
- Has the character of the area changed? Previous rejections were based on the damage to the "amenity" of the area. Of course it hasn't.
- Is the new development unobtrusive? Of course it isn't, and it directly looks across the gardens of 3 or 4 neighbours.
This smacks of inconsistency, at least. But more worrying was the comment from the leader of the group on the site visit, who thought it would be a good idea to develop further into the large gardens. This seems perverse.
So, The Councillor has to ask "What is the point of local democracy, if the views of the local community (who will have to live with this development) are ignored?"
Monday, May 23, 2005
The Councillor hasn't ventured to said pile as yet, so has no idea of its import.
Saturday, May 14, 2005
The Councillor approached his colleague and won her over to the idea.
At the council mmeting The Councillor nominated said colleague, who was quickly accepted and took over there and then. The Parish's first female leader... then a debate started about what she should be called. All of the (spit!) Politically Correct (spit!) phrases were trotted out... Chair, Madam Chair, Chairwoman and so forth. Believe it or not, however, there has recently been a debate and ruling on this at national level. The correct form of address is, apparently, Madame Chairman. (And people wonder what goes on in the halls of government - you can rest peacefully in your beds knowing that there is national guidance on such matters).
Best of luck to our new Madame Chair. The Councillor thinks she will do a splendid job.
- A Planning meeting
- A Finance & General Purpose Meeting
- and the Parish Council Meeting
The parish meeting was of particular interest. The local coordinator for Neighbourhood Watch came to give the Council his review.
"Crime has been low. In The Enclave there has been but a single burglary, and several incidents of theft from vehicles in the last year. No crime has been reported at all in the last six months. Bayshore Drive has not been as lucky with several burgalries from houses, where doors had been left unsecured."
All of this he recited from memory, whilst delving through a pile of papers and and seraching through his box of bits.
"I'd typed all of this up in order to give to the Clerk"
But he couldn't find the report. The Councillor, soto voce, suggested that it might have been stolen. This caused a degree of mirth... but the chap just continued and bumbled his way through several further items culminating in the display of an illuminated house sign. This caused a degree of interest as houses in The Enclave do not have house numbers, only names - people often find it difficult to find a particular house.
"The sign comes on at dusk and switches off at dawn. Let me show you"
He proceeded to switch off the lights, and close the doors.
He then bent double and thrust the sign under the table.
"There, see." he said.
Moving along between each of the councillors he thrust the sign under the table... and they say cabaret is dead.