Yesterday evening P went off to the Parish Council planning meeting. He's not on the council but makes an effort to be the one and only member of the public there, just to make the very ineffective, insular, mini politicians accountable. The councillors all have their own agendas and cliques and are frequently battling each other rather than looking after the parish they serve. You get the picture. It's held in the hall which is a sturdy large nissen hut structure. It was quite warm so all doors were open.
Proceedings commence, barbed comments begin , points of order called. Then second very vocal member of the public arrived voicing her opinion of matters, P had company!
She walked up to the chair of the meeting vocalising and clucking, fully intent on staying, but was ceremoniously picked up and put outside. Only to return making it clear she was not to be excluded from important matters of village concern. She was evicted a second time and they had to close the doors! P found it hilarious, none of the councillors saw the funny side at all, that in itself shows what duff council it is.
Proceedings commence, barbed comments begin , points of order called. Then second very vocal member of the public arrived voicing her opinion of matters, P had company!
She walked up to the chair of the meeting vocalising and clucking, fully intent on staying, but was ceremoniously picked up and put outside. Only to return making it clear she was not to be excluded from important matters of village concern. She was evicted a second time and they had to close the doors! P found it hilarious, none of the councillors saw the funny side at all, that in itself shows what duff council it is.
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Greetings from Salisbury
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