This blog was started six years ago as an experiment when I decided to stand for election on our local Town Council. I blogged what was involved in standing for office and 1,667 posts later I am still here.
I don’t blog very much these days as it is a very busy time at the moment, although it is rare that a day goes by without my outlining a blog topic in my head.
Back in 2007, after three years as an elected Councillor, I decided not to re-stand. There were several reasons for this, including a serious disillusionment with local politics and being in the undiagnosed stage of a chronic illness that left me with little energy or inclination to care. I did start up the Morleygate blog though, which gave me a platform to grumble about what shenanigans our local politicians were up to.
Anyway, I was bumbling along occasionally pontificating on the Morley Facegroup (under a theatrical pseudonym) when someone mentioned that the Town Council annual report was out but with some missing figures.
The story is all told at Morleygate so I won’t recount it here, but in a nutshell, expenditure and closing balances were redacted (i.e. censored) from the annual report published mid-august despite the figures having to be revealed by law by the 30th September. Digging into the matter further, the Council revealed through clenched teeth that they would have been prepared to break the law to keep these figures hidden.
Arrogance, certainly, but what about ignorance? Well the wheels are in motion to remove the mud from their clarifications.
Now the Council did reveal the figures on August the 20th by posting up the statutory notice of completion of audit, documents up on the Town Council noticeboard for exactly two weeks. For that fortnight, on the left, the real figures, on the right the censored ones. Needless to say, all that remains are the ones with the missing numbers.
However, the statutory display was not without its faults- the page which showed the balance sheet was located by the scabbiest bit of the notice board which was obscured by grime, condensation, residual sellotape and scratches.
Strange that. Conspiracy or cock up? You decide.
Having given a totally piss poor set of answers to a set of perfectly straight forward questions (posted on day 19 of the obligatory 20 day response period), I was not amused, they picked the wrong man to piss off.
I’m now giving them a damn good kicking and they totally, thoroughly deserve it.