Bourne Diary - March 2001

by

Rex Needle

Saturday 3rd March 2001

The litter that defaces our streets, particularly at weekends, has been the subject of much comment in the Bourne Forum and the consensus is that young people are mainly to blame. Some of the rubbish we see has been dropped carelessly by people who should know better but most is the result of a deliberate act, particularly the smashed bottles that can be seen on Sunday mornings after a riotous Saturday night in the pubs. Alcohol fuels a major part of our crime because it numbs responsibility and most roads leading out of the town centre bear evidence the following morning of wanton acts of vandalism as drunken louts wend their way home, intent on destroying anything that takes their fancy.

The solution to rubbish in the streets, however it came to be there, is to clear it up immediately and our district council has such a responsibility although it is rarely met. Retired naval commander Dennis Staff, a North American visitor to the Bourne web site, has now come up with an admirable idea that would solve the problem because it has been tried and tested in his own locality around Ottawa, the Canadian capital.

Parks, streets, urban areas and highways are divided into suitable stretches that are adopted by local organisations such as community associations, ex-servicemen's clubs, scout and guide troops, schools and even groups of local government employees. Dennis tells me that the Lions Club to which he belongs covers the highway into Ottawa for a distance of three miles and then another group takes over, and so on. The local authority provides the plastic bags which are filled and left by the roadside for the Department of Highways to collect while beer bottles, pop cans, hub caps and other useful materials are passed on for recycling. There is a sign at each stretch announcing which group has adopted it and certificates are awarded annually by the municipality for those which are the best kept. "The scheme instils civic pride in everyone who participates", said Dennis, "and it also provides a watchdog system to let offenders know that they are creating litter."

Dennis has suggested that I pass this idea on to our own town council in an attempt to curb the litter problem here. Could this be a case of what Ottawa does today, Bourne will do tomorrow? I have therefore emailed the suggestion to the Mayor, Councillor John Kirkman, asking him to put it before his colleagues at their next meeting and I will report the response. But don't hold your breath.

The government is gearing up for the latest head count to establish the population of Britain. We call it the National Census and it is held every ten years.

This periodic check on our numbers in the first year of the decade was originally devised for military call-up and taxation, the first being held in Britain in 1801, but it was later expanded for the assessment of social trends as other information regarding age, sex and the occupation of each individual was gathered. The census today is still very much a hands-on operation with teams of enumerators delivering and then collecting the census forms door to door. Here in Bourne, thirty such officers have been appointed and each will be responsible for 300 census forms that become more complicated with each decade because his year's census contains 41 questions compared with only seven in 1991.

The questions asked in Census 2001 will reflect the changes in new technology and the way people live and work and the results will draw a massive picture of the nation, the precise number of its people and how they live. It will also take into account those who exist on the margins of society, the alienated and the socially deprived, while the results will be used to determine society's future needs including schools, hospitals, jobs, homes, transport, business and the environment, a blueprint for the community in years to come.

There has been much speculation about the population of Bourne in recent years. It was put at 10,499 in 1996 but the latest figure I have from South Kesteven District Council is 11,620 from an estimated count in mid-1998. No government department actually publishes population figures for parishes and towns in between each ten-year census. This is therefore an estimate arrived at by the local authorities from information received about new house building and medical records. Census 2001 will give us the accurate figure and so remember that Census Day itself is on Sunday 29th April when we must all stand up and be counted.

We have had many inquiries about the schools that are available in the town from couples living abroad and elsewhere in the British Isles who are planning to move to Bourne because they were concerned for the education of their children and I have helped all I could in providing the information they were seeking. A more convenient solution is to give a short description of each school on the web site and this I have started to do this week.

While researching this new section, I have been moved by the dedication of those who staff these schools and extremely surprised at the wealth of activity that is to be found there while the day to day organisation is of a very high order indeed and each individual prospectus is a professional document that reflects the standard of education that our children now enjoy. In compiling this latest project for the web site, I have had excellent cooperation from all of the headteachers and the result is that these profiles of their schools will be read not only in Bourne but also around the world, by parents with children who are already pupils and by those who intend moving here in the future, and all will know that the education of their children is in safe hands.

Bourne Grammar School and Westfield Primary School are included in our new feature Schools that appears today while the Abbey Primary School and the Willoughby School will be joining them next week and hopefully, the Robert Manning Technology College will be added at a later date.

There is good cause to be concerned about the snail's pace at which our local government moves. If, after fifteen years of protestation, Lincolnshire County Council has finally conceded the need for a permanent waste recycling centre in Bourne, why are we still queuing up in the Rainbow supermarket car park every Saturday morning to dump our excess domestic waste as though the provision of this facility were some sort of favour? It is totally demeaning to be forced into standing in line merely to dispose of household rubbish that should by right be collected by the local authorities which we fund with exorbitant amounts in council tax each year. The Duke of Edinburgh, when he was Prince Philip, achieved some notoriety from a speech he made in London in October 1961 urging the slow coaches of this country who were holding back progress: "I think it is about time we pulled our fingers out", he said, and I commend this philosophy to the councillors who sit on this authority, particularly those who purport to represent this town.

Thought for the week: Disease has always been an inescapable aspect of agriculture. But the intensive farming practices required by modern food markets mean, in truth, that most livestock exists in a permanent state of low-level sickness, kept at bay by ever-increasing dosage of antibiotic drugs. - from the editorial comment in The Sunday Telegraph on the outbreak of foot and mouth disease in Britain, 25th February 2001.

Saturday 10th March 2001

Someone afflicted by a particularly virulent form of hatred made three postings to the Bourne Forum at the weekend impugning the integrity of this web site. He did not, of course, leave an email address, a lack of moral fibre which is the equivalent of the naughty schoolboy knocking on doors and then running away to avoid detection. His rude and unpleasant tirades were garbled but the point he seemed to be making was that we must not mention anything that might bring disrespect to this town around the world such as litter in the streets, the current topic under discussion in the Forum, and by implication he also included graffiti, vandalism, drunken violence and crime, all topics that have been dealt with in the past but which he claims are "bad-mouthing" Bourne merely because they are mentioned.

Ram raiding will no doubt come into this category, a crime that we know about even in this rural backwater of South Lincolnshire but must not be referred to in case it offends someone's susceptibilities. Tell that to Colin Burkitt, aged 69, a motor engineer, who was at home at 7.30pm on Monday evening when he was alerted by a recorded telephone call informing him that the security alarm at his workshop premises on the industrial estate in Victor Way had gone off. He was there within minutes to find that the metal door had been battered by a heavy vehicle and £7,000 worth of equipment stolen that was vital to the family business, started with his son Andrew only a few months ago and the realisation of a lifetime's ambition.

Within hours, an appeal for help had been posted on the Bourne Forum by his daughter Dawn Holden who lives in Northumberland. "It is not the value of the goods that concerns me", she wrote, "but of hearing my father's broken voice on the telephone as he tells me about it. I am over 200 miles away and feel quite helpless in consoling him." Her appeal can still be seen on the Forum and any information will be welcome, particularly if you know of someone who has suddenly come into the possession of an unusual Mosa diesel generator-welder model number TS 222 DS/EL PLUS.

Bourne is not a perfect town. There is much that needs to be changed and this can only be done by the will of the people rather than the whim of the politicians. But I have written 300,000 words of text and taken 500 photographs singing its praises and the results can be seen on this web site. Those criticisms I make are invariably vox populi and to deny them is to deny reality. Our contributor's preference to censor the more unpleasant aspects of life here is a form of political correctness that thrives on euphemism and the constant repetition of falsehoods in an attempt to persuade us into accepting something which it certainly is not. To deny the truth of what is happening around us in this way is the road to anarchy but it will continue to be reported here, no matter how loud the howls from those who would like it suppressed.

The abundance of wildlife in our countryside is best appreciated by those who keep their eyes open when walking or driving through it and if you remain vigilant on these occasions, then you will see the best that it has to offer. It is the occasional, unexpected sighting that proves to be the most rewarding for you may spend an entire day in a particular location waiting to see a specific bird or animal but without success only to see another of equal interest quite by chance as you are leaving for home.

We went shopping in Grantham last week and rather than risk being harassed by heavy lorries on the A52 on the way home, we took the country route back to Bourne via Corby Glen because this is a road on which you can drive at your leisure and at the same time see anything that is interesting along the way and there is always something new to satisfy the curious. The road is particularly narrow, winding and undulating between Boothby Pagnell and Bitchfield and there are hedges along many stretches and as we drove on I saw a large bird perched on a branch on the roadside verge in front of a bank of hawthorn.

I got only a fleeting glance but it was unmistakably a long-eared owl and having a small camera in my pocket, I knew that I must try to get a photograph. There was no place to park for another 200 yards or so but we eventually found a field's entrance with sufficient space to leave the car and we then hurried back to find the owl still sitting there and surveying the scene, blinking occasionally to let us know that it was aware of what was going on. Using the zoom lens, I snapped it once, twice and three times, and it did not ruffle a feather and so I moved in closer and clicked again and then, hardly daring to breathe, moved to within six feet and snapped again but this was too close for comfort and the bird unfurled its magnificent wings and took off to find a more peaceful perch.

The long-eared owl (Asio otus) is a rare sight because it usually breeds in the pine woods of England and it also hunts by night and roosts by day although it is known to search for prey over open country. Its most popular diet is the field mouse or wood mouse but it will also take brown rats, pigmy shrews and various small birds. The ear tufts, from which the owl gets its name, are particularly attractive and although there was once a theory that these were part of the bird's hearing, hence the name, they are simply elongated head feathers but useful in recognising the species when the head is held erect.

There is much wildlife to see in this part of South Lincolnshire and there is no need to make a grand excursion to find something of interest for it is there all around us for those who take the trouble to look.

The Bourne web site expands weekly and so there is always something new to see. These additions, and anything of particular interest that is being planned, are detailed in a monthly newsletter that is sent out around the world by email and currently has 138 members on the list. This is the perfect way of keeping in touch, whether you log on daily, once a week or monthly, but to receive these updates you need to join the mailing list and this is a simple procedure. All you need to do is to enter your email address in the box on the opening page of the web site where it says "Join List" and the rest is automatic.

This feature started in October 1999 and 20 newsletters have already been sent out. If you wish to read these, then mouse click on the line "View the Archive" and the entire list will be revealed.

Thought for the Week: Another unmentionable subject: wilful damage. Street signs in Bourne have become the latest target for weekend vandals rampaging home full of alcoholic bravado after a night in the pubs. The route they took in this instance is marked with their progress because they demolished eight street signs as they went, most of them set into concrete posts that were snapped in two and so several people must have been involved in this act of wanton destruction. I photographed four of them but the others include St Gilbert's Road, Maple Gardens, Queens Road and Beaufort Drive and it would therefore seem certain that the culprits live around the North Road end of town. There must be some parents here who are aware that their sons come home late on a Saturday night much the worse for wear and with a guilty expression on their faces but then perhaps we should not mention this for fear of upsetting anyone.

Saturday 17th March 2001

Anyone familiar with Bourne Woods will know that large tracts have been devoted to conifer trees in recent years and their dense planting has blocked out the light and this has had a devastating effect on plants and wildlife that thrive in a more beneficial environment. Walking in those parts of the forest that are devoid of our more familiar broad-leaved trees is a depressing experience when compared to the sunny, green glades that we expect from an ancient woodland where monarchs hunted deer and boar in past centuries and which provided the setting for Robin Hood and his merry men, if indeed they ever existed.

But it is this mediaeval woodland full of oak, ash and hazel that we associate with the England of the Middle Ages and is still celebrated today in story and song although the 20th century will be remembered as the time when we forfeited this heritage as the trees were replaced by faster growing conifers that provided timber for a variety of purposes during two world wars, from shipbuilding to supports for the trenches in the battlefields of Flanders.

Fortunately, this error of judgment is now being rectified by the Forestry Commission who have embarked on an ambitious programme of restoration in which many areas of the 400 acres we have here in Bourne will be returned to the way they were in past times. The conifers are being uprooted and replaced with those trees that are more familiar to our woodland landscape and although this is a long term project that few of us will live to see realised, it will be here for those who come after us to enjoy. I have been out with the foresters to report on their progress and my item on the Ancient Woodland Project is added today to the Bourne Focus.

The woods, however, are closed to the public at the moment because of the outbreak of foot and mouth disease in Britain although work on thinning the conifers continues because there is no infection in Bourne although there are restrictions on the routes that the timber haulage lorries can use for their deliveries to avoid sensitive areas. The closure of the woodland to walkers contributes to the dismal and dejected atmosphere that hangs over our beleaguered countryside as farmers struggle to contain the outbreak that threatens to destroy their livelihood. Farms have been sealed off with disinfected straw at all entrances, footpaths and forests are closed, and therefore those familiar routes that give such delight at this time of the year will not be available until further notice.

It is in mid-March that we are usually out and about admiring the snowdrops and crocuses, the wood anemones, primroses and early signs of celandines, or listening to the birds singing from their song posts, but rambling is discouraged for fear of spreading the infection and so the sights and sounds that give so much delight as spring begins to make its annual appearance are denied us for this year. We must then be sustained by our memories of past years and fortunately they have been recorded on this web site in some detail and so all is not entirely lost.

The devastating effect of the foot and mouth outbreak in Britain is an opportune time to reflect on the rearing of animals for slaughter to provide us with red meat. Public disdain at the sight of chunks of flesh in butchers' shop awaiting the oven increases as the years pass and carcasses have practically disappeared from display while supermarkets package their cuts to avoid any connection with the source and so it is but a short step away from ending the consumption of meat altogether. The days of the hunter-gatherer are in the dim and distant past and the earth now produces enough food with sufficient nutrition to provide for our daily needs without resorting to suspect breeding methods for cattle, pigs and sheep that have been condemned as inhumane and even cruel, and the resulting risk of widespread infection.

The sight of a field full of dairy cattle with distended udders after being dosed with chemicals to increase their milk yield is a sorry sight in a so-called civilised country while the incidence of infection involving our other farm animals seem endless, from salmonella in chicken's eggs to the highly contagious viral disease swine fever in pigs, the brain disease scrapie in sheep and of course bovine spongiform encephalopathy (BSE) in cows that may now have jumped the species to infect humans with the fatal Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease (CJD) and killed dozens of people in Britain. What new horrors are lurking round the corner in pursuit of profit, whether it be for the farmer, the livestock dealer or the supermarket? What have we done to poor Daisy and her other farmyard friends?

There are 18,000 parish churches in England dating from the post-Roman period to the present day but not all are in a healthy condition. I have visited and photographed all of them within a ten-mile radius of Bourne and some are in an extremely parlous state, particularly the surrounding graveyards, and although this neglect often gives these ancient building an aura of ancient mystery, it does not auger well for the future because they are crumbling and may soon fall into complete ruin.

Their upkeep and maintenance is usually in the hands of a few dedicated people who devote time and energy into cleaning and refurbishing and other duties without thought of reward while at the same time spending long hours on fund raising to ensure that these buildings remain open because money is always of paramount importance to their survival.

I went last week to the village church at Kirkby Underwood, five miles north of Bourne, to see the new bell that is to be hung in the tower to mark the millennium. It was cast in 1957 by the John Taylor Company, the famous firm of bell founders of Loughborough in Leicestershire, and weighs 2 cwt 12 lb. This is a treble bell that formerly hung in the parish church of St Mathias at Lincoln which has been closed but the Churches Conservation Trust (formerly the Redundant Churches Fund) agreed to let it go free of charge to the Church of St Mary and All Saints at Kirkby Underwood because it would not be leaving the diocese although the parish will have to pay for it to be installed, a cost likely to be in the region of £6,000. The new bell is currently on display in the church while fund raising goes ahead and £2,000 has been collected so far. Once in place, it will be known as the Millennium Bell.

Among the projects to raise the money is an unusual scheme that has been undertaken by Mr Anthony Andrews, a specialist agricultural consultant, who lives in the village. Last summer, he chartered a helicopter to fly over Kirkby Underwood to enable him photograph most of the properties in the village, including the parish church, and the resulting aerial pictures are being sold to aid the fund. Over £200 has been raised in this way so far.

His aerial photograph of St Mary and All Saints reveals that the churchyard is practically circular, evidence that this was a pagan site before the arrival of Christianity. Its isolated position in the middle of farmland is also a reminder that the old village of Kirkby Underwood was originally clustered around the building but after purchasing the land in 1712, Sir Gilbert Heathcote set about the task of developing the area as a shoot and moved the village itself over a quarter of a mile to the east where it stands today.

The tower currently has three bells: a 4 cwt tenor dating from 1694 but recast in 1938, a second weighing 3 cwt from 1774 and a 3 cwt treble which is undated but is also believed to have been installed in 1694. They are rung regularly although the church has no team of ringers. The task therefore falls to churchwarden Frank Wyer who has been tolling alone every Sunday since 1946, continuing a family tradition dating back to the 19th century when his grandfather Thomas Wyer was bell-ringer and continued for 50 years until 1935. Three bells are a challenge for any campanologist but Frank intends to continue the job even when the new and fourth bell is in place. "I am not certain that I will manage it but I certainly intend to try", he said with enthusiasm.

Frank, now 71, has had a lifelong interest in the church where he has held office for half a century and where his wife Shirley is the organist, a post she has also held for 50 years. When they were married in 1959, the local newspaper headlined the event: Warden marries organist.

There is much speculation about the future of the Church of England and of our village churches, particularly those that are in decline. But it is people such as Frank Wyer who are keeping them alive with hours of dedicated, unpaid work and a belief that this monument to centuries of faith where generations of villagers before them have been christened, married and buried, should not be allowed to disappear from our rural landscape.

Thought for the Week: Lincolnshire Police, which charges council taxpayers more for policing than almost any other force in the country, has just increased its budget by 9%, an additional spending of £6.5 million and our council tax bills next month will be higher as a result. But many people are asking exactly where this money is going. Why, for instance, cannot they find a few pounds to shift an abandoned Mitsubishi Galant from the car park behind the Post Office in Bourne on which a notice says "Police Aware"? It has been there since February 11th and is not only taking up a valuable space, but is also being slowly vandalised and creating an eyesore in the very middle of our town.

Saturday 24th March 2001

There has been some discussion in the Bourne Forum over the derivation of the term Lincolnshire yellowbelly that has become an affectionate description for someone who lives in these parts. The origin of this phrase is obscure but the Oxford English Dictionary defines it as a native of the fens although, by common usage, it has come to refer to a person who was born and bred in the county. Brewer's Dictionary of Phrase & Fable supports the OED but embraces a larger area by defining it as a name given to people of the fenlands of the counties of Lincoln, Huntingdon, Cambridge, Suffolk and Norfolk but adds: "The Mexicans are also so called."

An earlier term, now defunct, is fen slodgers who are referred to by Lord Macaulay in his History of England (1848-1861) as half-amphibious beings who lived in the more isolated spots and got their living by fishing and fowling over several centuries. In A History of the Fens of South Lincolnshire, published in 1868 by William Henry Wheeler, the fen slodgers are described as men who lived in huts erected on the mounds scattered among the chain of lakes which were bordered by thick crops of reeds, their only way of access to one another, and of communication with nearby towns or villages, being by means of small boats or canoes which they paddled along with a pole and also used in their fishing and fowling expeditions.

They lived in miserable conditions although they enjoyed a sort of wild liberty amid the watery wastes which they were not disposed to give up and they violently opposed any attempt to alter the state of the fens, particularly large scale drainage projects, and frequently filled up the dykes which the labourers had dug and pulled down the banks in an attempt to prevent such schemes from going ahead with the result that workmen often had armed guards to protect them. But their numbers were too few and they were too widely scattered to make any combined effort at resistance. These would appear to be the original yellowbellies of the Lincolnshire fens. There are, however, many other definitions that have some claim to validity and here are a few:

I prefer the explanation about the fen slodgers but you can take your pick.

Schooldays, we are told, are the happiest days, and although most of us are glad, and even relieved, to depart the hallowed halls of learning for the more uncertain world of work, we remember our time there with nostalgia and affection and in later life seek out those who were our classroom friends, those old familiar faces remembered by Charles Lamb (1775-1834), and who share our memories, for why else would the school reunion survive as a popular forum of memory and anecdote of those hours before the blackboard of learning?

Janice Leonard (née Peasgood) has been reliving her past as a pupil at Bourne Grammar School in those days when the accommodation was mainly redundant army huts from World War One and teaching materials were at a premium but it was the best that Bourne had to offer and no matter what the shortages were during those years of austerity, the tuition was of a very high calibre and the hallmark of all that was good in our educational system.

The time she remembers was fifty years ago and although much has changed since, one thing shines through her memories and that is the pride of being part of the grammar school system that became the basis of her life not only as a person but also as an educator because Janice went on to become a teacher.

She now lives in Canada but has fond memories of those formative years at Bourne Grammar School and I know from the number of former pupils who log on to this web site that she has touched a common bond. Her essay on the years she spent here, The Play's the Thing, is added today to our feature Memories of Times Past together with two very evocative photographs that I am sure will revive many happy memories, not only for those who are also featured in them, but for everyone who is proud to regard this school as their alma mater.

The Mitsubishi Galant abandoned in the car park behind the Post Office in Bourne since February 11th was still there this weekend although I had hoped that my mention of it in this column last Saturday may have spurred the police into action. It is now six weeks since it was left there and the vehicle is slowly being vandalised and causing an eyesore as well as taking up a valuable parking space.

But not all of our public authorities are slow to acknowledge their duties because I have received a most helpful email from South Kesteven District Council which I pass on in case you spot other cars left in similar circumstances. Anne-Marie Coulthard of the environmental health department writes: "This department can also deal with abandoned vehicles under similar legislation as the police. If you find other vehicles which appear to have been abandoned, this authority can deal with them within the limits of our protocol. The police have powers to remove vehicles much quicker than the legislation which we work within allows but they will only do this when the vehicle is causing an obstruction or hazard. I trust that you will find this of help."

During the year 1998-99, the council received notification of 179 abandoned vehicles, which were dealt with under the terms of the Refuse Disposal (Amenity) Act of 1978. So now you know who to telephone if the police seem to be dragging their feet next time you see a forsaken Ford in a public place gathering dust and rust and attracting vandals. I have therefore officially reported this particular car to the council for removal under their existing powers and so we now have two authorities on the case. Watch this space for progress.

Thought for the Week: A correspondent living on a kibbutz in Israel has emailed me about the foot and mouth epidemic currently sweeping Britain. There are fears that it could take hold there but she informs me that all cattle in the country are inoculated against the disease and that Israel is now helping Palestinians take similar preventive measures with their animals. Why is not such a policy being pursued here instead of the wholesale slaughter of perfectly healthy beasts?

Saturday 31st March 2001

During almost half a century's association with local government, I have never before known an authority to be reviled quite as much as South Kesteven District Council over its decision to end travel tokens for pensioners and issue bus passes for restricted journeys instead. Yet no one has come forward to take the blame, either officers, or more particularly councillors who allegedly make all of the decisions, and most have disappeared from the scene as quickly as they would have appeared were there an event of note for which they could take a bow.

But one thing that has emerged from this sorry affair is that people power can triumph over a faceless bureaucracy, even one that has 56 councillors whose task it is to keep the authority in touch with the electorate yet failed on this occasion to allow their voice to be heard until pensioners took to the streets and lobbied council headquarters in Grantham.

It now transpires that the council has made a serious mistake in the handling of its controversial concessionary travel policy and the facts speak for themselves. Under the present system, travel tokens are issued to the elderly and disabled for use on whatever transport is available, including buses and taxis, and it has been operating quite successfully since 1974. But last month, as a result of new legislation, the Transport Act 2000, the council's Customer Services Committee decided to replace it from April 1st with a new system of photo passes for half-price journeys on buses only and confined to the council's administrative area.

The chairman, Councillor Mrs Linda Neal, the Conservative member for Bourne West, was specific and unequivocal over the reason why the new scheme was being introduced in the face of widespread opposition, not only from the general public but also from some fellow councillors: "It is a reluctant acceptance of a scheme forced on us by central government", she said. "The new scheme will certainly not suit our rural residents, some of whom do not have a bus service at all. The government has, however, made it compulsory for the council to make available bus passes for the coming year."

This statement, posted on the council's official web site, is now known to be misleading and proved to be so by contributors to the Bourne Forum on this web site and by a handful of pensioners with Internet access. The council said one thing but the people said another and they then weighed in with evidence from the government's own web site to prove their point. Their document headed Concessionary Fares: Guidance for Local Authorities goes to great lengths to explain that token-based schemes are likely to have become so valued, especially by people who find it difficult to use buses because of a disability or who live in rural areas where bus services are relatively few, that they should be continued.

This information would also have been sent by post to South Kesteven District Council and therefore passed on to councillors. Were officers at council headquarters familiar with this directive, as they should have been? And what about the councillors who allegedly run the authority? They constantly remind us of the mass of paperwork they have to deal with and so it must have been hidden away somewhere in their monthly pile. It seems obvious that they are not reading it after all. Otherwise, why did they vote for the much vilified new system of bus passes? We also know that the council is currently testing the use of the Internet for keeping in touch with its members and several leading councillors, including Linda Neal, are at the forefront of the experiment and if they claim ignorance of this information that was available both by snailmail and on the Internet, then what on earth are they doing initiating new regulations that will affect 20,000 people and cost an estimated £600,000?

There is now speculation over whether anyone's knuckles will be rapped over this ignominious episode that still has to be put right and although the council has made a public declaration of a U-turn, they seem to be in no hurry to enforce it. A matter of such public concern should have been settled immediately by the convening of an emergency meeting that is well within the council's powers. But can we expect any resignations from high-powered positions before there is a recurrence? Oh, what a silly question. Of course not. Many businesses of a similar size and turnover are proving themselves to be far more efficient than our local authorities and indeed they must be because they cannot call upon their customers to bale them out with ever increasing demands to keep them afloat by way of the council tax. Supermarkets particularly come to mind because they are always open to the public, their reputation is entirely dependent on fulfilling the needs of their customers and complaints are redressed immediately. Were our councillors to be employed by them, I wonder how many would survive even stacking shelves.

The council has been given an opportunity to right this wrong or it could face charges of maladministration. In this case you may complain to the Local Government Ombudsman and you can find details of how to do this on the appropriate web site at www.open.gov.uk/lgo/, or write to:

Mrs P A Thomas, Local Government Ombudsman,
Beverley House, 17 Shipton Road, York YO30 5FZ.
Tel: 01904 663200. Fax: 01904 663269.

Councillors should never underestimate the will of the people and now that they have the Internet at their disposal, their voice will be increasingly heard.

There is great concern in the community about those criminal acts that desecrate our environment, particularly litter, vandalism and graffiti and we look to our public organisations to do all they can to keep such anti-social behaviour under control and to clear up whatever mess may be caused in the process. It is indeed their duty so to do. They must then be aware of the unfortunate situation that is emerging and one that will test the mettle of those councillors who represent us on Lincolnshire County Council. This column has repeatedly warned of what is likely to happen if we lose the rubbish dumping facility in the Rainbow supermarket car park on Saturday mornings and this fear has now become a reality because it is to end on May 26th. Householders arriving to dump their garbage last Saturday found notices warning them that they could no longer do so after that date because the Anglia Regional Co-operative Society Ltd that owns the site has withdrawn its permission for the facility to continue.

The insufficiencies of this arrangement were dealt with in the column as long ago as December 1998 and have been referred to frequently ever since until the Rainbow management became alarmed at the inconsiderate and often dangerous driving and parking by some visitors and the dumping of rubbish before the mobile skips arrived and in the summer of 2000, they indicated an intention to end the facility. This warning has now become reality but are our councillors aware of the seriousness of the situation?

The county council agreed earlier this year that a permanent waste recycling centre for the town will be provided and several locations are currently under consideration but negotiations proceed at snail's pace and as recently as last month I urged councillors to follow the advice of the Duke of Edinburgh and pull their fingers out. If the Rainbow site closes without an alternative available, then the scenario will be too horrendous to contemplate with tons of domestic waste awaiting disposal and nowhere for it to go and so it is inevitable that some will end up in ditches and dykes and roadside verges, at farm gates, on playing fields and in other public places.

Our county councillors must therefore look to their laurels for this will be their acid test.

The Bourne web site has received a small accolade from the BBC History magazine whose staff have been using some of the information they found here to help compile a feature that appears in the April issue, just published. The article Footsteps by writer Christina Hardyment gives details of a country walk of two to three miles around the village of Castle Bytham, eight miles south west of Bourne, taking in the remains of the Norman castle that is featured in our villages section. The castle was once owned by a Saxon called Morcar and was then occupied by William the Conqueror's brother-in-law Drogo who murdered his wife and fled the country. It was razed to the ground by Henry III but then massively rebuilt although all that remains today is a grassy knoll grazed by sheep and our photograph from the web site has been used to illustrate the article. This publication is Britain's best-selling history magazine and we are glad to be of help and honoured to be so recognised.

Thought for the Week:

I dread to be in England
Now that April's there,
And whoever wakes in England
Sees, some morning, unaware,
That the dappled cows and bleating sheep
Burn in pyres as farmers weep,
While dense black smoke hides the orchard bough,
In England - now!

(With apologies to Robert Browning and his Home-Thoughts, From Abroad).

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