Saturday 22 June 2013

DISTURBING EMAIL

Petition for Amendment of the National Planning Policy Framework
 
Dear Clerk to the Council,
 
As you will be aware, the effects of the NPPF are now beginning to filter down into the community and are having an effect on planning decisions and, in particular, on the shape and destiny of market towns, villages and the open countryside. In our area of Cheshire East we are very concerned by the rash of unwanted development which is starting to disfigure our settlements and our landscape.
 
Nationally, a large proportion of major development schemes which fail to gain approval from local councils are granted permission at appeal. In our area, as in more than 50% of the country, we are aware that this situation is exacerbated by the tardiness of our Local Plan, but we also recognise that even where a Local Plan is in place the provisions of the NPPF, in particular the supremacy of “sustainability,” overrides all other considerations. The definition of this concept is vague and local people, including planning committees, are having grave difficulties countering the claims of developers in respect of this. In Cheshire East there is a feeding-frenzy with developers stockpiling permissions and the end result will be unsightly over-development. This is in spite of the fact that Cheshire East has not been ungenerous in the allocation of land for development in the Local Plan. We know that this experience is not at all uncommon throughout the country.
 
Many areas of our towns, our villages, and the adjoining countryside are not places of national importance in the strict legal sense, but they are cherished by local people for their beauty and their recreational value. The incursion of some of this aggressive and insensitive development is very much resented by many in our communities but local voices do not appear to carry much weight in this situation. We are particularly concerned by recent comments from the Secretary of State for Communities and Local Government which seems to imply that planning regulations may now be relaxed even further in the countryside and the green belt.
 
We believe that the true impact of the NPPF has not been understood by the people responsible for this legislation and that it is important to persuade the Government to amend it before the damage has gone too far. We have, therefore, joined with other groups in our area to set up a petition to this effect, the details of which are given below. This is a David and Goliath battle but we hope very much that, as the defects of this law become more obvious, awareness will be raised and people will support our efforts. We should like to solicit the support of those who agree with our assessment and should be grateful, therefore if you would pass this on to all the members of your council and, if possible, to the wider community.
 

Tuesday 11 June 2013

PILSDEN PEN


PILSDEN PEN



A grey, much weathered, geometric stone,

Stands sentry on this ancient fortress hill.

Breathless still, 

I touch the cold, hard, sparkling granite obelisk

With trembling hand

To share its secrets. 


As morning mists disperse,

A panoramic view unfolds.

From up here on the ramparts

I can see the world.

And worse…


Below;

Hidden in the valleys;

The rivers and streams

Of conspiring humanity

Form deep, murky pools of lies and deceit.

Plotting…waiting.

Whirlpools of destruction

Thunder and rage in dark canyons,

Until, spent and exhausted,

Their waters trickle serenely   

Into sparkling, shallow rapids;

Streams with gentle flow,

Meandering through tranquil meadows.

Where overhanging boughs

Whisper their approval in the breeze.

Restless, transient, hope.

Uneasy calm.

Until the next disturbance of the status quo.


An endless progression

Of scheming mortal machinations and intrigue.

Onward to the oceans of the great unknown.

Washed back and forth

On tides of destiny and fate.

Events...

Devoured eventually in time and substance

As of small consequence.

No matter how great the scale of upheaval,

Suffering, sorrow and despair.

Thrown back into the clouds

To be reborn in clearer air.


But here, on PILSDEN PEN

I also see the beauty of the world below;

The order in the chaos.

The magical music of human genius

Is loudest in the silence of this place.

The sun, and wind caress my face.

And deep within my soul

I feel the spirits of the past.


Our ancestors who lived and died their short, hard, lives

On this bleak summit;

Two thousand and more years ago.

The reason why,

From here upon this elevated fortress high.

I can stare and wonder at the meaning of it all.

The universe beyond the stars.

Our destiny.

To go much higher;  

Look down at what’s beneath from loftier heights.

And try our hardest not to fall.


© Harry Hunt 2013

Monday 3 June 2013

TOPICAL TWADDLE


 WESTMINSTER SANCTUARY 


 

The donkey house is full today.

It's PM's question time.

The troughs have all been hidden for a while.

‘Hee haw! Hee haw! Hee haw! they bray,

As short ass Mr Speaker calls for order through the bile.

‘Order! Order! Order! This is no way to behave.

Whatever will the ovis think if we don’t show some style.

Behind the scenes connive and plot in clandestine liaison.

But out here in the benches, (don’t forget we’ve donkey wenches.)

Show some manners and be brazen.

It does no harm to let them think we’re honest, fine debaters

Not just sleazy, greedy, wags and electoral ovis haters.’

They wisely nod and smirk and wink across the benches green.

‘Hee haw! Hee haw, Hee haw!’ They bray, as if he’d never been.

‘It’s time we got back to the trough,

They’re feeding us brown envelopes today.

God save the Queen, long live democracy.

(First past the post at least).

Now how much shall  we charge?

For Services so large

And who'll remove  the evil one who wants to take our fodder?

What’s his name - Farage?

French? Mon Dieu!

Couldn’t be much odder.'     


 


 


 

Sunday 2 June 2013

GARDEN LOOKING GOOD

First settled spell of sunny weather after cold wet start and the place looks different in no time.