Bourne Diary - February 2009

by

Rex Needle

Saturday 7th February 2009

West Street in March 1916

The snowfalls of recent days closed roads and schools and generally disrupted life around Bourne but we were still lucky to escape the more serious conditions that have been experienced in past times. History records many instances of exceptional weather, particularly the winter of 1739-40, although local records are sparse and accounts of only a few instances of problems caused by snow since then remain.

One of the worst snowstorms occurred in Bourne during the General Election of 1910, a straight fight between the Conservative candidate, Major Claud Willoughby, son of the first Earl of Ancaster, of Grimsthorpe Castle, and the Liberal candidate, Mr G H Parkin. Polling day was fixed for Friday 28th January and the Corn Exchange chosen for the count the following day and although it was expected to be a straightforward campaign, the candidates had reckoned without the weather.

During the night, there had been a heavy snowfall which had settled to a depth of several inches in many places, Bourne being particularly affected, while the forecast was not good and the day dawned with yet more snow, thus hampering voters from outlying districts in reaching the polling booths. The continued severe weather was also a bad omen as cars were being used for the first time in a local election to take people in to cast their votes added to which Bourne at that time was part of a very large constituency containing over 150 parishes and extending from Beckingham in the north to Crowland in the south, a distance of almost 60 miles by road and 27 miles from east to west.

The snow was therefore a major setback for the candidates, Major Willoughby for instance having more than 100 vehicles at his disposal which had been loaned by friends and relatives, and the effect was soon evident when they started skidding and sliding on the icy roads and then began breaking down and as they were either towed away or abandoned, some electors experienced the novelty of being taken to the polls on a sledge. The only incident of an unpleasant nature occurred at Stamford where Mr Parkin was struck in the face by a snowball and received a slight injury.

The weather was still bad the following day when the candidates assembled for the count at the Corn Exchange where Major Willoughby was elected by a majority of 356 votes. He received a tumultuous reception when he addressed the waiting crowd but there was another heavy snowfall as he began a triumphal tour of the town with a motorcade of 20 vehicles, he and his wife Lady Florence in the first car which eventually broke down because of the freezing temperatures but supporters refused to be beaten and so they hitched ropes to the axles and pulled him for the rest of the way.

Another exceptional occasion for snow in Bourne was a blizzard in 1916 which caused major disruption to public services and left a trail of damage across the district. The wintry conditions prevailed throughout Tuesday 28th March when trees were uprooted in various parts of the town, four on the Abbey Lawn, three in Mill Drove, two near the villas in West Road, three in a field near the railway station at the Red Hall, two at the bottom of Eastgate and one close to Dr John Gilpin's surgery at Brook Lodge in South Street.

The telephone and telegraph services were cut off and on Tuesday evening it was reported that not a single telephone subscriber could be reached while the following morning telegrams were not being accepted by the Post Office because they were unable to send them. One telegram sent before noon on the Tuesday was not delivered until 9 o'clock the following morning, an unheard of delay. Rail services were badly disrupted and trains due into Bourne from Saxby just before 11 am on Tuesday were held up by deep snow drifts at South Witham and had still not arrived by midday the following day. The 12.15 pm express to Leicester reached South Witham but was forced to return with its passengers to Norwich. All trains were running late on the Great Northern system and the journey to Grantham took about four hours. A train which left Bourne for Spalding at 3 pm to bring home passengers from Spalding market arrived in Bourne at 7 pm in the evening after the electric signalling system at Twenty failed.

The motor mail cart bringing in the morning mail from Peterborough which was usually due at Bourne at 4 am did not arrive until after 7 am on both Tuesday and Wednesday and on the Tuesday run it was held up by telegraph poles that had blown down across the road. The Great War of 1914-18 was in progress and among the passengers stranded at Bourne railway station were three soldiers who were given beds for the night at the Vestry Hall which had been converted for use as a Red Cross hospital for convalescent servicemen. The surprising feature of the storm was that it caused only a small amount of structural damage to property, mainly dislodging slates, tiles and guttering that collapsed under the weight of snow but the town was virtually isolated for several days.

Serious snowfalls in recent years have been relatively few although the life of the town was badly disrupted in 1920 and again in 1947 and 1963 while a fall in 1987 saw tractors clearing the town centre. The documentary evidence seems to indicate, however, that people in the past made a more concerted effort to continue with their daily round rather than succumb and take a day off but then it must be remembered that paid leave of absence for whatever reason was virtually unknown until recent times.

What the local newspapers are saying: As predicted by this column, South Kesteven District Council is to increase its council tax demand by 3.5%. No matter what is happening in the world outside, some local authorities intend to raise the money they need to featherbed staff salaries and pensions on the pretext that the extra cash is needed for public services. The Local reports the council leader, Linda Neal (Bourne West) as saying: “I think this reflects the consultation we carried out. We have tried to tighten down a lot and I think this does reflect the recession. We are mindful of the impact on people‘s pockets.” (February 6th).

Perhaps we can be given the details of this consultation, exactly how many people have given opinions, when and where, and how did they vote. The two public forums held in the Bourne area and quoted by this column in recent weeks were attended by 40 people of whom only 21 voted for a 3.5% increase. SKDC administers an area with a population of 130,000 and we need to be told how many of them have voted for an increase and, more importantly, how many have not. Public consultations are regarded as a questionable method of seeking support for unpopular and morally unjustifiable decisions while platitudes are no substitute for the proof of the pudding.

Meanwhile, Lincolnshire County Council is planning a 1.75% increase while the Lincolnshire Police Authority is waiting in the wings with their twopennyworth and so between them we can expect to be squeezed for another £40-£50 a year. The public spending juggernaut therefore trundles on irrespective of what is going on in the real world and as our local authorities have no intention of preventing these increases despite the financial exhaustion of the people they represent, it appears that we can expect to be weighed down with this millstone round our necks for evermore.

The Big Brother society predicted by George Orwell has finally arrived, and that is official. Surreptitiously, and without warning, we have become a surveillance society where our actions are being increasingly monitored, mainly by closed circuit television cameras or CCTV with over four million of them spying on us throughout the country, about one to every 14 people.

If this regulation were in the hands of the police we might have less to complain about but the power to control the equipment and impose penalties has now passed mainly to our local authorities, originally formed under the Local Government Act of 1894 with the sole intention of providing public services. But some of these are proving to be so unpopular that central government has empowered councils to enforce them, so creating the bizarre situation under which we are being punished by organisations which are funded by its victims through the council tax.

Figures issued this week reveal that these special surveillance powers have been used in Lincolnshire on 217 occasions in the past three years, 25 of them in the South Kesteven area which includes Bourne. The proceedings were brought under the Regulation of Investigatory Powers Act (RIPA) which allows the use of what is called covert human intelligence sources to help prevent crime and terrorism by allowing suspects to be observed by cameras placed in crime hotspots but the evidence is that the system has also been used to snoop on benefit cheats, fly-tipping, litter louts, dog fouling and even householders who put the wrong materials in their wheelie bins.

There are now fears that this surveillance could be intensified and that in the next few years will embrace all areas of modern life and although it is often stressed that only the guilty have anything to fear, there is always the risk of an intrusion into our privacy and that data collected in this way may fall into the wrong hands or be misused by those who collect it and the governments who store it. It has also been suggested that covert tactics such as this are being used to supplement the incomes of public organisations through the imposition of heavy fines, thus creating an additional layer of unofficial taxation. We have been warned.

A discussion over the spelling of Haconby, the village three miles off the A15 to the north of Bourne, has again surfaced, this time in sktoday, the news magazine published by South Kesteven District Council, yet despite a spotlight feature on its history, fails to give the correct explanation even though the authority in its previous constitution was instrumental in fixing the correct spelling half a century ago. “Haconby or Hacconby? That is the question”, says the article. “Although you’ll see it spelled both ways, the single c is widely accepted as the norm.”

For the benefit of the council therefore, the name Haconby, spelled with one c, was officially adopted in 1960 after many years of confusion. The Ordnance Survey were busy preparing new maps for the area and on discovering the variation in spelling between Haconby and Hacconby in previous publications, decided to seek the opinion of the local authorities. South Kesteven Rural District Council (superseded by the district council in 1974) met at Bourne on Thursday November 17th to discuss the issue when the meeting was told that extensive research had produced evidence of common usage for both variants from old books and ancient documents. Hacconby was used in the marriage, burial and baptism registers for the parish as early as 1755 and in the Hacconby Highway Book containing payments by the Overseers of the Poor and which began in 1807 although there was a short period when Hackonby had been used. A similar version could be noted in the parish church which had Hacconby on the chalice of 1832 and Hackonby on the paten of 1834.

Haconby Parish Council insisted that the name of the village should be spelled with one c and several councillors supported this but the votes for Hacconby were so numerous that they were not counted. In the event, the final decision was taken by Kesteven County Council, now superseded by Lincolnshire County Council, who chose Haconby, the spelling that is in use today, although examples of Hacconby still survive on old road signs and several tombstones in the churchyard.

Thought for the week: History is the version of past events that people have decided to agree upon.
- Napoleon Bonaparte (1769-1821), military and political leader who became emperor of France and one of the most influential figures in European history.

Saturday 14th February 2009

Photo by Rex Needle

The new youth centre built at Bourne in 2005 at a cost of £430,000 is probably one of the best in the county yet it opens only four times a week, Tuesday to Friday, and then for only two and a half hours at a time. This would seem to be an inordinate amount of money to spend on such a vital amenity which is then denied to those it is intended to serve for most of the week and particularly at weekends.

The present youth club system was established after the Second World War of 1939-45 when the government instructed local authorities to introduce amenities for young people in their area to keep them off the streets. I remember enrolling as one of the first members of the club which opened in my own locality in a prefabricated hut in 1946 and although facilities at the outset were restricted largely to table tennis and a wind up gramophone for dancing on a Saturday night, it was open seven evenings a week from 6 pm until 10 pm as well as additional sessions on a Sunday morning for special pursuits.

There was a full time leader whose wife and daughter provided the refreshments of tea, lemonade, biscuits and home made cakes but otherwise the club was run by the members who soon organised various sections for this and that, particularly sport, and within a year or so the football team had become a formidable opposition in the local league with a keen cricket eleven making a similar impression. Enthusiasm was the watchword and there was nothing that the club could not achieve but the essential ingredient was the opening hours for this was the place where the young people of the neighbourhood congregated in those days before other diversions such as television were available for them.

Today, although alternative interests are many and varied, four short sessions a week is insufficient for a youth club to operate. The opening hours are considered by many to be quite inadequate. There is no time for leaders to get to know members or for the serious pursuance of the varied activities envisaged in the original concept of the youth club system. Yet not only are the Queen’s Road premises used extensively by outside organisations but we now hear that they are to be extended for another purpose, that of a children’s centre, one of the first of 48 to be established in the county over the next twelve months under the government’s SureStart programme.

This will enable all families and their carers with young children to benefit through help and support, health advice, play for lively toddlers, fun activities including libraries and sensor rooms, all of which will enable both parents and children to meet and make friends. The centre may be a worthy project but if the opening hours are as restricted as the present youth club next door, then it will hardly fulfil its intended objective or justify the additional cost.

There are grave misgivings about the proposed move of the public library to the Town Hall because the available space is thought to be insufficient. The scheme which is currently being considered by our three local authorities will entail putting all of their services under one roof but those with knowledge of the building feel that it will be like trying to fit a quart into a pint pot.

The Town Hall already houses offices for the South District Council and Bourne Town Council but several other departments are lined up to move in including the county registration services, currently housed in West Street, and the public library in South Street. The courtroom which was phased out by magistrates last year is likely to be used as the library but whether the existing number of books and shelves will fit in is another matter and space will also be needed for the extensive reference section, reading and study area, computer suite and offices for the staff.

One man who should know is Ted Kelby, now aged 82, stalwart of local government in past times having served as a member of Bourne Urban District Council for fifteen years and as chairman for 1968-69, and he has already made his views known to the Bourne area Open Forum last month (Stamford Mercury, January 23rd). “It bothers me that with all of the organisations that are interested whether we can really fit the library in”, he said. “In any case, we have a perfectly good building in South Street.”

Certainly the problem of access must be addressed because the front steps are out of the question for regular daily use, especially by the elderly and disabled, being narrow and tortuous and perhaps even dangerous. The town council is already aware of these difficulties which is why some of their open meetings are rescheduled for the Corn Exchange rather than risk the front entrance to the Town Hall which has been the subject of continual complaint. A lift is planned but it is doubtful if this can handle the large number of visitors to and from the library, especially at busy periods, while parking may also be a problem, especially on market days and Saturdays when Budgens car park is full and the area behind the Corn Exchange jammed with stalls. But a major problem will be that of space, of fitting everything in to ensure that the library can function as smoothly and conveniently as it does at its present premises and that it a doubtful prospect.

The proposed move has recently been discussed by contributors to the Forum and most realise there is a problem, one even making the suggestion that higher shelves might be built and library ladders installed to reach them although it is doubtful if this bizarre solution would be well received by some of the older book borrowers with stiff joints and aching limbs who spend their lives avoiding steps at all costs. Unfortunately, the decision is likely to be taken in far off places such as Grantham and Lincoln and we can only hope that those councillors involved will come and take a close look before committing the people of Bourne to something that might well turn out to be a white elephant and there is a growing body of opinion in the town that perhaps they ought to observe the old adage that if it ain’t broke then don’t try to fix it.

The snow of recent days has revealed the fragility of the world in which we live with roads, railways, airports, schools, shops, and offices closing while services were curtailed and supermarkets began to run short of goods through panic buying. Power cuts left large areas without heating, the meals on wheels did not get through to the needy, hospitals cancelled operations, clinics closed, rubbish collections curtailed and life generally was reduced to a crawl or even a total halt. But although the conditions were not extreme, they served as a reminder that we are living on a knife edge and the combination of several similar calamities that plunged our public services into chaos would mean a major catastrophe and even an end to life as we know it. The question is whether we will learn from the experience.

This was not a major occurrence on the Richter scale of snowfalls, barely six inches in most places yet sufficient to paralyse all but the more determined. We escaped the worst of the weather here in Bourne where history records far more serious events, notably in 1916 when the entire town was cut off by a blizzard for almost a week. In those days, this was a serious hardship for many because there was no Sainsburys to replenish supplies of groceries and schools only closed when the pupils deserted the classrooms for potato picking or some other seasonal farming activity to supplement a meagre family income, yet by all accounts life was rarely so seriously disrupted.

Although the effects last week were widespread throughout England, The Local newspaper may have been guilty of journalistic hyperbole with its front page story proclaiming that “a blast of Siberian weather had buried Bourne under a blanket of snow” (February 7th). But exactly how serious can such an occurrence be when the children were in the streets, the parks and the woods sledging and snowballing and making giant snowmen. If the kids could be out and about at a time like this surely the rest of us might have followed suit and pursued our normal routine as best we could. While all this was happening, I received regular emails from friends of this web site describing snowfalls of 2½ ft. deep (Ontario, Canada), 2 ft. feet since November and added to on a regular basis (Toronto, Canada) and 5½ ft. so far this winter (Alaska) but life was going on more or less normally for a February day.

My own memories of heavy snowfalls seventy years ago are of long hours outdoors enjoying the novelty of a white winter, returning home blue with cold and as hungry as an ox but we never missed a day off school and I cannot remember my father ever being away from work because of the weather. It all seems so different today. Perhaps the soft option has become a way of life when only the slightest excuse is needed to avoid work and responsibility, to shut the schools on the least pretext and to stay at home from the office or factory whenever possible. That may be a harsh assessment but there certainly seems to be a different reaction today from those days of yesteryear.

Shop Watch: The snow also revealed the continuing shortcomings of two of our major retail outlets. The Tesco/Express garage in North Street, the town’s only petrol filling station, was forced to close because the forecourt was dangerous and even after it reopened many of the pumps were out of action for several days through inadequate supplies with the result that long queues built up, often tailing back into Exeter Street. Sainsburys too was having problems because of the car park which is inadequate for the number of customers using the store at busy periods with queues of vehicles again blocking Exeter Street while drivers waited for a space. Inside, shopping at times reached frenetic levels and some shelves were empty, either a reflection of panic buying or of problems of restocking. The difficulties at both outlets have been apparent for some time and were accentuated by the effects of the snow on shoppers and motorists but it must be a case of grin and bear it because the lack of competition has made both essential to life in Bourne today and we could not afford to lose them.

History is largely bunk as we are so often told by those who echo the thoughts of the American car maker Henry Ford (1863-1947) and he certainly had a point. Local history, for instance, depends largely on amateurs such as myself to record it and occasionally others have a shot at it such as sktoday, the magazine published by South Kesteven District Council and circulated free to its 55,000 homeowners.

The latest issue contains a potted history of Haconby village, three miles north of Bourne, telling us that Oliver Cromwell is reputed to have slept in a brewhouse in the grounds of Haconby Hall at the time of the battle of Sempringham during the English Civil War of 1642-49 although this is the first time I have heard this particular tale. A more popular one is that he stayed the night at Heggy’s Cottage, a mud and stud habitation nearby, but was disturbed by the Royalist forces and fled in a state of dishabille leaving his boots behind although his footwear has not survived the passage of time as well as the telling of this tale.

Another local Cromwellian link occurs in the brief account of the public house signs in the town that has just been added to my history of Bourne. Among them is the Royal Oak in North Street which refers to an incident in which Charles II is reputed to have hidden in an oak tree to escape capture by Cromwell's army after he had invaded England to avenge the execution of his father. This is only one of our thirteen pubs and I am sure readers will find some of the other connections just as tenuous as those at Haconby.

Thought for the week: There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge.
- Bertrand (Earl) Russell (1872-1970), English philosopher, pacifist and ardent campaigner for nuclear disarmament.

Saturday 21st February 2009

Photo by Rex Needle
Trees at the St Peters Road entrance to the Wellhead Gardens

Not even a poem is as lovely as a tree, according to the old ballad, and so there is great concern in the town about plans to cut back the weeping willows alongside the Bourne Eau which runs through the War Memorial gardens in South Street that have become a much loved feature of this public amenity since it was opened in 1956.

The proposal has come to light because this part of the town lies within the Conservation Area designated in 1977 and therefore subject to planning permission which must be sought from South Kesteven District Council. In turn, Bourne Town Council has to be informed and although this authority does not have the power to decide such applications, it does have an input into the planning procedure and as this authority represents the town at grass roots level then its opinion needs to be observed if democracy is to rule.

The War Memorial gardens and adjoining Wellhead gardens are the responsibility of Bourne United Charities which administers money left to this town by benefactors from past times and although meetings and deliberations were always held in public in previous years, the present trustees prefer to meet in private, making no public statements or issuing press releases about their activities and would therefore be unaware of the furore this proposal was likely to create. Fortunately, their planning application is subject to scrutiny and was fully discussed when it came before the town council last week when it was not well received.

In fact, according to the Stamford Mercury, the reception was distinctly hostile (February 13th) and it was decided that felling four of the willows and reducing the size of the others by between 50 to 60 per cent would ruin the ambience of the area. Councillor Kirsty Roche (Bourne East) was particularly scathing about the proposals and echoed the thoughts of the majority. “This is an area of absolute beauty and the level of work proposed is astronomical”, she said. The council therefore quite rightly refused to support the planning application and suggested that any work that is required should be spread out over the years to reduce the visual impact.

The weeping willow (Salix x Chrysocoma) is among the most characteristic of our English landscape, especially near water where it can grow to heights of 65 feet and here on the river bank in a public park, the damp soil provides the perfect environment. They are among the first of our native species to burst into leaf each year and by early summer their slender and colourful branches can be seen cascading over the water and hanging like silken drapes gently brushing on the surface, a truly wonderful sight that should be preserved.

If the trustees are so concerned about the state of the trees under their control then perhaps they ought to look more closely at others which are badly in need of attention, notably those which were brought down during the gales of January 2001 and still lie where they fell, presenting a hazard to visitors, especially adventurous children who will insist on using them as a climbing frame, a distinctly perilous pursuit. In addition, one of the willows on the banks of St Peter’s Pool which died off and was removed last year is still in need of replacement, while the two trees at the entrance to St Peter’s Road have been cut back beyond recognition and are now in an extremely distressed and unsightly state and it is hoped that their appearance is not a precursor of things to come. All of these tasks need to be addressed rather than to start mutilating a perfectly healthy line of riverside trees that bring pleasure to so many.

Perhaps the latest criticism from the town council will spur the trustees to a greater understanding of their role, that of handling affairs on behalf of the people and not to continue making decisions behind closed doors without due consideration of vox populi. In the meantime, it is hoped that they will take notice of the current public apprehension and observe the words of the popular song: Woodman, spare those trees.

The front page of The Local was devoted last week to a banner headline urging us to Buy it in Bourne together with a photograph over four columns showing supporters of a campaign backing the town’s traders during the current recession (February 13th). This is all very worthy but a closer check on the identities of those in the picture reveals that this is little more than a political stunt because six of them are prominent Conservative Party councillors while the face at the back is that of Nick Boles, our prospective Parliamentary candidate. Will he, we wondered, be moving on to Grantham and Stamford, which are also in the constituency, to proclaim the same message there?

By all means buy locally when convenient but it should be remembered that shopkeepers are not exactly altruistic and are more concerned with making a profit than serving the community. When their working days are done they will happily shut up shop and take retirement on the proceeds to Brighton, Benidorm or wherever, totally unconcerned at the effect it will have on the town while those customers who depended on what they sold will go elsewhere, even to Peterborough and beyond. The loyalty demanded by the current campaign does not exist and never will. It is an unknown quantity, a perceived ideal when we do not live in an ideal world.

Shoppers require convenience and low prices yet neither are always available in Bourne, despite the insistence of county councillor Sue Woolley (Bourne Abbey) who has volunteered to find unusual items in the town to prove that shoppers have no need to drive elsewhere to fulfil their needs. This is obviously a futile challenge because there are many commodities that are either difficult to find locally, restricted in variety or so highly priced as to be outside the budget of most working people and so apart from filling newspaper columns it will prove nothing. After all, this is not the first time that the Buy it in Bourne slogan has surfaced and during a similar campaign in July 2000, one councillor suggested that if customers could not get what they wanted then they should settle for something different for the sake of shopping locally which is rather ridiculous. We are in a buyer’s market and mobility gives us choice. If what is required is not available in the town then we will travel any distance to find somewhere where it is.

Councillor Woolley and her colleague on Lincolnshire County Council, Charlotte Farquharson (Bourne Castle), are prominent in the newspaper’s front page photograph, thus raising their public profile, and it can be no coincidence that both will be fighting to retain their seats at the county council elections in May when both can expect considerable opposition.

What the local newspapers are also saying: Consultants gobble up a large part of government money, men in suits drafted in to do tasks that should be done by the salaried staff. Why else do they employ so many? It is therefore no surprise to read a report in The Local that South Kesteven District Council is to spend £41,000 on reorganising refuse collections to make the rounds more efficient and presumably to cut costs (February 13th). In this case, the survey is being funded by the Department for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs (Defra) which is of little consolation for those who deplore the waste in public spending because in the final analysis it comes from you and me.

The council plans to spend the money on reorganising routes for refuse collection lorries to make them more fuel efficient but the recruitment of expert assistance from outside to address a domestic problem would appear to be a sign of failure from a professional organisation employing 720 people administering to the needs of a mere 55,000 households and one would have thought that this could be handled in-house, especially as the waste management department employs so many officers answering to grandiose job descriptions in this field.

Meanwhile, as predicted by this column, the squeeze on our purses continues with the Lincolnshire Police Authority chipping in with its demand for a 2.9% per cent increase in the council tax to keep its force of 1,200 uniformed officers and 800 civilian staff well paid and pensioned in the coming year. The Local reports (February 13th) that last year’s fiasco in which they claimed a 79% per cent rise, a shameful demand which resulted in government intervention to curb such excesses, cost £460,000 in re-billing, £11,000 of which was spent by SKDC on those ubiquitous consultants, all of which unnecessary expenditure could have been avoided were members of the authority sufficiently aware of the situation but then it is so easy to spend someone else’s money.

This means that the police authority, the county, district and parish councils, are all demanding more, totally impervious to the fact that this money is coming from people who are losing their jobs and their homes and from old people whose income has been slashed by falling interest rates on their savings. The injustice of it all is not lost on some politicians however for there are now moves by the Conservative Party at national level to make local authorities more accountable and even confine increases in the council tax to those agreed by referendum, although those days may be some way off.

Someone needs to say it, that we have had our fill of television cooks using one of the basic human activities of survival as entertainment and spoiling perfectly good food in the process of creating their concoctions. The days of Philip Harben and Fanny Craddock are long gone and the common sense approach to the kitchen which they espoused has given way to a generation of shock jocks whose massive egos have elbowed out perfectly good recipes that have been replaced by stomach churning dishes liberally garnished with expletives.

No more the perfectly boiled egg by Delia Smith or a soft and spongy spotted dick from the galloping gourmet Graham Kerr and even the passing fad of nouvelle cuisine has been relegated to the back burner by a burgeoning band of chefs who toil over the chopping board not for the sake of the perfect dish but rather to improve their image. One wonders if anyone actually eats the stuff they prepare or whether it ends up in the studio wheelie bins after the show and I have yet to meet anyone who actually went through the motions of cooking one of the dishes they recommended after switching off.

The television chefs and their producers fail to understand one important point about food and that is, as my mother never tired of telling us kids, it shouldn’t be mucked about with which is all they do when on the telly while garnering everything they touch with liberal helpings of the F-word. Ask any London executive what he would like for lunch and it is a sure bet that he will plump for steak and kidney pudding followed by jam roly-poly and custard rather than five courses culled from Pellaprat and ruined by a superstar chef with an eye on the ratings.

Unpalatable food from unappetising people has been the main ingredient of too many television programmes and this unrelenting fare of dodgy culinary pretentiousness from a surfeit of celebrity chefs is now in danger of causing a nationwide epidemic of indigestion.

Thought for the week: What is food to one man may be fierce poison to others.
- Titus Lucretius Carus (circa 99-55 BC), Roman poet and philosopher.

Saturday 28th February 2009

Bourne railway station bookstall

The coming of the railway during the 19th century gave the people of Bourne fast access to other parts of Britain and turned the town into a rail junction where two lines crossed. The building of a track to connect the town with the Great Northern line at Essendine was completed in 1860 when the route was opened for both passengers and goods traffic, an undertaking that was not a particularly difficult engineering feat because the 6½ mile stretch of line needed no tunnels and there were no demanding gradients.

Details of the Bourne to Essendine rail link were reported in the House of Commons by the examining committee in June 1857 when it was announced that the proposed capital of the company was £48,000, one third of which (£16,000) was to be taken up by a loan. The amount subscribed in shares was £33,990 of which £3,399 had already been deposited. The length of the proposed railway was 6 miles, 2 furlongs, 8½ chains, and the steepest gradient was 1 in 107. It was intended to cross three roads on the level. The estimated cost of the railway was £45,000 and the quantity of land required 53¾ acres. The engineer was Mr W Hurst and the committee were satisfied of the fitness, from an engineering point of view, of the proposed railway.

The bells of the Abbey Church rang out on Saturday 1st August 1857 to celebrate the passing of the bill by the House of Lords and work was well underway on the line by 1859, exciting great public interest in the town. Early the following year, completion was in sight and the Stamford Mercury reported on Tuesday 21st February 1860 that:

An engine for the first time reached the Bourne station. In the course of the afternoon, two of the company's directors, the Rev Joseph Dodsworth [Vicar of Bourne] and Mr Edward Hardwicke, together with Mrs and Miss Dodsworth, rode the whole distance from the station at Bourne to the ballast hole near Essendine and back upon the tender of the engine. The whole journey is said to have been performed in first-rate style, some part of it at the rate of 40 miles per hour, and without any casualty. The line is now nearly finished, except the levelling of the station yards, and it is expected that it will be ready for goods and coal traffic in the course of three weeks or a month.

The railway company also bought the Red Hall, together with the adjoining buildings and five acres of land, for £1,305 for use as the stationmaster's house and ticket office, and the line finally opened in May 1860. The date of May 10th was fixed for the opening but the required official certificate of competence had not arrived and so it was postponed and passenger services actually began on Wednesday 16th May. Large crowds of sightseers gathered at Bourne station to witness the first departure at 9 am, a train pulling five carriages but only 35 passengers. The bells of the Abbey Church rang out again throughout the day to mark the occasion although there were no other formal celebrations and the public dinner that had been promised did not materialise.

The Midland and Great Northern Railway Company which was responsible for the project then began to expand further with the opening of the line to Spalding in 1866 and this gave a direct connection from Melton Mowbray in the west as far eastward as King's Lynn and Cromer in Norfolk. Surveyors also began mapping out the route of the line between Bourne and Sleaford in February 1870 and it was eventually opened in 1872, giving access to the northern parts of Lincolnshire and, more importantly, trains began to run between Bourne and Little Bytham junction in 1894, from where the track continued to Saxby and this east-west route became the most important of the lines which served the town, carrying a considerable amount of both passenger and freight traffic. Thus within the space of just over thirty years, Bourne had become a railway centre of some importance.

The boom was not to last and despite protests from local people, the final passenger train from Spalding ran in 1959, arriving at Bourne on February 28th, an event that did not pass without notice. The 9.20 pm train arrived from Spalding with 94 passengers on board, although the average for each journey in the previous months had been only four. The front of the engine also carried a farewell headboard bearing a cartoon of the last train and the message: "That's yer lot!" The Lincolnshire Free Press sent along a reporter to travel on the train and he wrote afterwards:

The railway line met its death bravely and defiantly, with epitaphs and slogans on its passenger train engine and amid a challenging din of deafening fog detonators, sirens and whistles. Up and down the line throughout the day, drivers, firemen and guards made their final journey on the old, friendly, familiar route. Hundreds of passengers of all ages accompanied them, carefully preserving the last souvenir tickets. The final curtain came late at night when crowds gathered at Bourne, Spalding and at intermediate stations and crossings, as the last train, whistle blowing, slowly puffed out into the darkness like old friends gone forever. The locomotive carried a wreath and the epitaph, "Goodbye all, for we may not pass this way again." One woman was weeping.

Freight facilities continued for the movement of sugar beet but that too finished in 1965, virtually ending the railway age for Bourne and in the following years, the platforms were demolished and although the remaining red brick station buildings were retained as part of the central depot and offices of Wherry and Sons Ltd., the agricultural merchants, they too were finally pulled down in 2005 and the site developed for housing. Many of the railway stations in the surrounding villages survive, some converted for use as business premises or private homes, while evidence of the great steam age is all around us.

A significant contribution to our railway history has been made by Jonathan Smith who has assembled a new exhibition of photographs which opens at the Heritage Centre in South Street today to commemorate the ending of the railway steam age in Bourne fifty years ago. For the past few months he has been collecting images and other memorabilia connected with the closure of the line to add to his already extensive archive and the results now form a comprehensive record of the event.

Jonathan is well known in Bourne having lived in the town for more than forty years and has been a prominent journalist and photographer for much of that time as well as being active in many spheres of community life, notably the Civic Society and he is currently editor of their monthly newsletter. His display contains almost 100 photographs illustrating this period in the town’s history from the opening of the line in 1860 and subsequent expansion through to its closure between 1951 and 1959, the lifting of the track and demolition of railway buildings. It can be seen over the next few weeks at the Heritage Centre which is based at Baldock’s Mill in South Street and details of the opening hours are on our Notice Board.

What the local newspapers are saying: Our local authorities continue to spend money unnecessarily, a cardinal sin in these straightened times, while closing their ears to the voice of reason. They have been told time and time again that the primary role of our councils is to provide public services and not to publish newspapers yet both Lincolnshire County Council and South Kesteven District Council insist on turning them out at great expense which tell us little that we do not already know.

Both are aware of the public concern about this expenditure because readers have contacted the Stamford Mercury to complain yet according to a report on the problem (February 20th), there is no sign of contrition despite the evidence that most copies end up in the silver wheelie bin without being read or on the bottom of the bird cage. Instead, there is a note of defiance in the replies from the councils who have made it quite clear that they intend to continue with these futile projects.

Inside Lincolnshire is a 20-page colour newspaper distributed free to 329,000 homes ten times a year by the county council at a cost of £427,000 a year.
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has 16 pages, also in colour, and is delivered to 58,000 homes six times a year by the district council at a cost of £56,000 a year.

Neither has anything new to say in the content which is largely useless, sometimes incorrect, and often little more than propaganda, puffs of hot air to eulogise councillors and officers and articles to defend unpopular decisions, notably the continual increases in the council tax which this year will cost most households another £50 a year despite a statement in the latest edition of Inside Lincolnshire by the council leader, Martin Hill, who informs us: “The council is acutely aware of the difficult financial situation facing businesses, householders, individuals and savers at this time of recession.” Well, that is good to know although he then goes on to tell us that despite their understanding, the authority is still going to squeeze us for another increase of 1.75%, making the excuse that this is one of the lowest increases in the country. Add this increase to the 3% being demanded by the district council and the 5% for police authority and most household will still have to find another £50 a year even though inflation stands at 0.1%.

The Stamford Mercury reports that neither council accepts the complaints about the validity of the newspapers and that they will continue to appear. “Scrapping it would go against the majority view”, said a spokesman for the district council without a word of explanation as to how they know this.

The crux of the problem is that local authorities suffer from tunnel vision. Despite the unprecedented economic misery being experienced throughout Lincolnshire, their fixed objective remains one of raising money to keep burgeoning workforces in employment and well pensioned irrespective of their roles within the authority while at the same time, new and often obscure tasks are found which need to be filled by yet more staff which is why they have become such a target of derision over the many ridiculous job descriptions for highly paid appointments which appear regularly in the employment vacancy columns of the national newspapers. If the cobbler were to stick to his last and local authorities concentrated on their delegated task of delivering public services instead of extending their realm to other spheres of activity amply covered elsewhere, then these sad and sorry publications would be axed together with those departments which run them and this would be the first step towards cutting the council tax rather than raising it year after year with such alarming regularity.

Council tax bills have more than doubled since 1999 while public services have declined, notably household refuse collections which have been reduced to once a fortnight for the first time in 100 years. The attitude of those responsible for fixing the rate is amply demonstrated in a report from BBC Lincolnshire Online that the county police force is opting for a 5% increase (February 25th), the same organisation which last year caused a public outcry with a shameful demand for an extra 79% which resulted in government intervention to cap spending and an additional charge of £460,000 for re-billing householders. Chairman Barry Young says that the situation is different this year because of the economic climate but is quoted as saying that a large number of people had told him that they were “prepared to pay more if demonstrably we get more” yet we have been paying more year after year to finance a diminishing police presence. Perhaps he should get out more to find out the true feeling in the county.

Thought for the week: English police forces are the most expensive in the world and are in need of dramatic change. They are inefficient and costly fiefdoms accountable only to weak police authorities.
- report from the think tank Reform quoted by BBC Ceefax Thursday 26th February 2009.

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