29 May - Three for the price of one
Live? Or Let Die?
Newacres bridge, to give it the
official name that few use, is now a heap of rubble in some far away recycling
facility and Harrow Manorway is now passable through a sea of cones.
The
road signs used to give dire warnings of the consequences of crossing the road
at ground level, now it is encouraged.
Maybe that is why the speed limit has been temporarily reduced from 40 to 20 m.p.h.
Eventually yet another pedestrian controlled crossing is planned for this
location. One must hope that it is more reliable than the one outside Sainsbury’s.
I have been informed that it was reported to TfL two days before I
noticed it was going red all by itself
again but it continues to cycle around as I write.
The Harrow Manorway brochures available at
last week’s exhibition are now
available here, rather later than promised.
2016 issue
- 2017 issue.
Lesnes Abbey
The park should have been fully redesigned and upgraded
at least a year ago and
it is still far from finished.
The
paths are not yet finished and neither is the high level viewing gallery. At
least I hope no one considers it to be completed.
On a happier note the café was doing a roaring trade this rather dreary Bank
Holiday afternoon. Let’s hope it can survive this generally lousy British
summer. (My solar panels have been a waste of space for most days in May.)
I once suggested that Bexley Council would take longer to rebuild a garden and
install a few paths and features than Network Rail will take to build
the new station in Abbey Wood. There is a very good chance that that prediction will be proved
correct. The roof went on the station stairs this weekend. Two more Noah’s Arcs
flying over Abbey Wood.
The North Kent line was closed throughout Sunday and today.
The Election
I called in on a friend in Welling yesterday and he passed on an election leaflet.
I suspect he had not read it but in case he decides that was a mistake,
here it is.
At a similar stage in 2015 I had accumulated loads of leaflets but this year it
would appear that no one is very interested. Danny Hackett’s is all I have.