2 February (Part 2) - Non-stop Partygate?
Last year
Bexley Council sought comments on their plan to turn Lesnes Abbey into an
almost non-stop party venue. Noise and booze from nine until near midnight every single day of the year.
Your caring Council recently got
cold feet over having a one day booze laden
music festival in their political heartland, Danson Park, but Belvedere is not a
Conservative ward and it is rare for any Conservative Councillor to venture this far north.
Last night a group of local residents was allowed to put their case for modifying the proposals to
the Licencing Sub-Committee which is chaired by Councillor June Slaughter
(Conservative, Sidcup) supported by Eileen Pallen (Conservative, Bexleyheath)
and Labour Councillor Mabel Ogundayo (Thamesmead).
The local residents had sought the help of their local Councillors but no one
from Labour responded to emails so it was left to Independent Councillor Dave
Putson to support his residents. “Very well supported” to quote the residents’ spokesman.
No one on the Council side of the argument knew what they actually planned to do
except that they wanted “a blank cheque” so that it could be whatever they liked.
The meeting went on for four hours and a decision is expected next week. If the
Council tramples over the welfare of local residents (who would be more than
happy to see more daytime events) while protecting those who live around Danson
Park it will be the ultimate proof that the oft quoted assertion that Bexley
Council does not care about its northern wards will be effectively proved true for all time.
I wasn’t going to mention this until nearer the time of the elections but of the
only three Councillors who have ever helped me at the personal level as opposed to
the blogging activities, two are Independents (Danny Hackett and Dave Putson).
The third is Sally Hinkley, Labour - and without being asked.
Excuses: I woke up this morning to
another blocked drain. The ‘paper’ was obviously coming from next door
who seem to be happy to ignore the problem and displayed an unexpected degree of
aggression when I drew their attention to the renewed problem.
I was assured that only ordinary white toilet paper is flushed away
and I have collected some of it but there is also a fibrous material of a
darker colour. It looks a bit like roof insulation but it can’t be that. What
goes inside incontinence pads? No idea, and there is no one living there who looks to
be a suitable candidate. The refusal to speak in coherent English is a problem.
I’m getting to be a bit fed up with Cultural Diversity right now. At a rural
address In the early seventies I had a neighbour who thought the bog was the
natural receptacle for banana skins and orange peel, but at least he would
discuss the issue and eventually desisted.