News for nothing

I’ve been reading lots of my local newspaper today as part of our press monitoring process, and it seems to have been a slow week for news.

As I was getting into it, I was highlighting non-stories in the political field to my colleague in the Lib Dem office this afternoon.

Some of the stories included “X Party delivers leaflets – campaigners for B MP in the Y constituency say they will deliver 40,000 leaflets in the coming months. This comes after many local people have received information from the Y party’s new PPC.”

Erm wow. Delivering leaflets is news now?

It continued with other stories in similar veins – little snippets of politico’s daily lives in the paper, and we regaled each other with articles.

Then we went home. About 10pm, I got a call from my colleague who had just picked up today’s paper, and had to share a story he found, under the headline “Chat to councillor” – Cllr C will be holding a surgery in a library at $day, $time. Cllr D will not be a holding a surgery in January.

Hold the front page.

Eep! My ex-boss now runs my party!

I’ve been avoiding commenting publicly on the leadership election since I fell slightly between two posts.  Of my former party employers, one was a candidate and another was a key campaigner for the other guy.

But now it’s all over, I’m delighted it’s Nick Clegg, my former MEP, and my former employer.

I have to say Nick inspired me the first time I met him.  Writing it now seems fawning and mawkish, but it’s true.  He came to Nottingham University and gave a speech to a student society.  I can’t remember what he said, or who he said it to, but I can remember feeling uplifted.  And for the very first time I felt I’d heard a politician who didn’t say a single thing I disagreed with.  I had already joined the Lib Dems at that point, but it wasn’t until then that I became active in the party.
I just hope he has the same effect on hundreds more people.  He has said upfront he wants to spend a day a week in the nation’s town halls talking to real people. this is exactly what needs to happen.

Happy Christmas, Lib Dems – here’s your new leader.

Scary stats from the Fire Brigade

Here are some really scary statistics from a press release sent out by Notts Fire and Rescue today.

The fire service attends more than 700 road traffic collisions in the county every year, releasing trapped casualties and making vehicles safe. Figures for 2007/08 so far suggest that these figures are likely to be replicated this year, with 337 attendances already recorded between April and September. East Midlands Ambulance Service attend approximately 10 road accidents in the county every day.

Most accidents happen on the county’s ‘A‘ roads, with one-third of these taking place on the A52 and the A46. The majority happen on Sundays and Tuesdays – Wednesday is the quietest day – and the busiest time for emergency services is between 8am and 10am, and 2pm and 8pm.

The Fire and Rescue Service has more call-outs to road traffic collisions than to fires, and we see more deaths and injuries as a result,” explained Watch Manager Rick Cropley, of West Bridgford Fire Station, who has organised Monday’s event.

“Many of these accidents are caused by inexperience, inappropriate speed and drivers under the influence of drink or drugs. It isn’t always that driver who comes off worst in the event of a crash. Sadly, it is often the passengers or occupants of a different vehicle entirely who suffer the consequences.

“I would urge people to ‘Think!’ about the risks they are taking and the danger they may put their friends in if they take the bend too fast or mix driving with taking alcohol or drugs. The consequences are all too obvious and a conviction has the potential to ruin your life. “

They’re having an event on Monday when they’ll mock up a collision with multiple cars and a lorry.

Front page of the Evening Post!

Well, I’m on the front page of our local newspaper today with a comment on a story I sort of set going.

When my Development Control committee papers arrived a few days ago, I was surprised to see Old Market Square listed as one of the planning applications, so I thumbed through to see what it was.  Turned out it was a planning application for a temporary ice-rink – one which they’ve already started building.

In the normal run of things, you should check whether you need planning permission long before you start building anything.  In the case of the temporary ice-rink, it’s due to open the day the committee decides whether it’s allowed or not.
I thought this was a sign the Council isn’t quite joined up enough in its planning, and joked about it with colleagues, who suggested we phone up the very good Politics Correspondent on the local paper, Charlie Walker.  Initially, I was pitching it as a jokey diary piece, so I was rather surprised to find it on the front page today.

I don’t want to come over as a complete kill joy, and when the application comes to committee I will, as always, consider carefully the evidence in front of me before I make my decision.  I’m pretty sure I’ll vote for it, but I am legally obliged to go into the committee with an open mind. On the one hand, Nottingham already has an ice-rink, so I’m not entirely convinced we need another.  On the other, I remember an outdoor ice-rink outside the Hotel de Ville in Paris when I was there one year, and it looked great.  And Nottingham’s outdoor ice-rink has already proven popular, with some early sessions already fully booked.

Either way, you can see the ice rink being built, and in the fullness of time, you’ll be able to see skaters, on the Old Market Square Webcam.  And that’s another thing I can claim credit for – I asked for the webcam to be installed in the Council House so that we could share the view of the construction of New Old Market Square a year or two ago, and the webcam is still there now.

Youtube hustings – where are the women?

As you’ll know if you’ve been near a telly or a radio recently, the Lib Dems are engaged in a leadership election right now.  In order to let the 70,000 members who get to make the decision on who the next leader will be, we have hustings where both candidates set out their stalls, and people ask questions to check which candidate thinks the right things.

Those hustings are taking place up and down the country.  There was one in Derby recently that I attended with a hundred other local Lib Dems – but there are still many more around here and in many other places up and down the country that won’t have the opportunity to quiz the hopefuls in person.

So, the party has been innovating, and finding new ways for people to quiz the contenders from the comfort of their computers.  There’s a plain text forum, but more excitingly, there’s a Youtube hustings going on.

Chris Rennard made a video inviting people to film themselves asking questions of the leaderships candidates:

As I write, 14 men have videoed their contributions.  (I’m assuming that the question about whether Spiderman could beat Darth Vader – with Darth allowed to use his light sabre – came from a man, but I’m open to correction.)

But no women have asked a question.  Which begs a question all by itself!

PS – Spiderman vs Darth Vader – that is tough!  Darth Vader has the Force, his light sabre…  What does Spiderman have?!

Women Councillors

Liberal England highlights a post by Paul Hulbert from Sunday that points out that it’s 100 years since we first had women councillors. There was a 1907 Act of Parliament that allowed women to stand for election to County and Borough Councils, many years before women got the vote or could stand for Parliament. The first women were elected to local councils that November.

There’s an interesting timeline of women’s history on the BBC’s Woman’s Hour website.

Back in court

The court case for the Noise Abatement Order is finally having its days in court.  We were listed for a three day hearing in front of a (the?) District Judge back in May.  Courts are busy places, and the days allotted to us have finally ticked round.  Yesterday was the first day, and the case made very slow progress.  I arrived an hour after the listed time, and the lawyers weren’t yet in court – they’d been sent away by the judge to see if they could reach a compromise.  After a fair bit of toing and froing and repeatedly viewing the Council’s video evidence, it became clear that a compromise could not be reached, so we eventually wound up trooping into court at around 1130.

At which point, there was just about time for the bus company’s barristers to start his opening statement before we had to break for lunch.

I watch a lot of court room drama on TV.  I have a soft spot in my heart for Law and Order, and can watch it for hours on end.

The bus company’s barrister is no Jack McCoy. The opening statement was slow and technical, and described in painful detail his take on the laws the Council think the bus company have breached.  I struggled to stay awake.  I think someone has sneakily been decaffeinating my coffee again.

At 2.15, we came back to the court and the appellant barrister continued.  Then we saw half an hours worth of video evidence.  This consisted of lots of shots of buses reversing noisily into garages in the middle of the night.

Eventually the videos finished and there was more talking.  Finally the barrister prepared to call his first witness, the bus company MD… but then offered the judge the chance to wrap up early!  “This witness will take some time, which will take us beyond four – maybe we could reconvene tomorrow?”

So in a day in court, we spent much of the time sitting in the reception waiting for lawyers to talk privately.  Although the Council’s lawyer did have the occasional chance to respond to some points, she barely got a chance to speak.

The case continues (as they say in newspapers.)

The case continued all today, with the judge adamant the case would begin bang on the dot of 10am.  However, unfortunately, today I have not been able to be in Nottingham, so I am left not knowing how it went.  Local residents were due to testify today, but given how slowly yesterday went, I may yet get to see them tomorrow.

All very different to how court cases seem on TV!

Where were you when you heard?

I had known for a couple of days that conversations with Ming were brewing, but I had no idea that he planned to resign. Kudos to him for taking decisive action and pre-empting weeks of will-he-won’t-he speculation.

We were in Full Council on Monday when we heard. I leave my phone on, but on silent. At some point, a friend who follows politics closely texted to ask me my views. Obviously, I didn’t have an opinion before I knew it had happened, so I slipped out of the chamber to go and check the BBC News website to get confirmation. Then I printed out the relevant story and went back in to pass it round my group.

The local newspaper phoned for a comment, and I sent a PPC out to go and give one.

Then the Labour leader of the Council got some info through a news wire or a text service, and walked across the floor to show us the news on his phone. It didn’t quite twig at the time, but he had the courtesy to come and show us the news before he passed it around his own group. A real mitzvah.

All the while Full Council was raging on around us. We discussed the most recent local government bill, a motion on HMOs, and a motion supporting a bid for a new visitors centre in Sherwood Forest.

Then, at the rise of the main meeting, we had a special meeting to consider granting the Freedom of the City to the Mercian Regiment. The Sherwood Forresters already had the Freedom of the City, but their regiment has merged with many others to form a new one, and so the Council had to re-grant the freedom.

It was important to do this at this time: the Mercian come off active service in Afghanistan soon, and once they are home, they want to be able to march through the streets of Nottingham. Six of them won’t be able to march with their comrades, because they were killed on active service.

I’m no fan of armies. I’m a classic beardy multilateralist pacifist. But I do think it’s right and proper that the servicemen and women who are called upon to go and do and see awful things in the name of Queen and Country are respected when they return. It’s vital to make the distinction between those who call the shots and those who are called upon to make them. I also have friends in the forces.

During the Council debate we heard from three councillors who have sons on active service. One intervention was particularly moving, from a councillor whose son returned safely recently. For all the time he was abroad, his parents were glued to local and national news, hearing about soldiers injured and killed abroad and dreading a phonecall themselves from the MOD.

In the end, we passed the motion unanimously. The City of Nottingham will be welcoming the servicemen and women on parade on the 4th December. I’m cross that I won’t be able to join them. Just a week ago, I persuaded the council to send me on a town planning conference that day, so I’ll be in London. I’ll have to get my friends to take photos.

With the ramifications of Ming’s resignation merging in my mind with the flurry of emotions that went through me for the military debate – not least how awful it is for the families of the soldiers who were killed – I was in a bit a of a tiz when I left the building.

But I got brought down to earth with a jolt to see merrymakers in the street carrying with business as usual: it was the annual 7-legged pub crawl event for new students.

The four values of Robin Hood

Do you know what the four values of Robin Hood are? I’ve asked a few people, and they tend to come up with robbing the rich to pay the poor, and then struggle a bit.

According to Robinhood.co.uk, they are

  • championing the community;
  • promoting sustainable living;
  • capturing myths and magic and
  • respecting the past to influence and inspire the future.

Urgh. I can only guess robbing the rich falls under “championing the community.”