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HEAR'SAY
Hello and greetings to you one and all. Welcome to this, the twelfth edition of Hearsay. I
trust you all had a lovely mother's day. I know all the card and flower shops had a great
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After purchasing my seven and a half pink carnations I am
now somewhat bereft of my last trusty fiver. And this time the moths flew in abundance.
Probably attracted to that fabulous show of Daffs' up by our main car park. How is it that
every year no one seems to vandalise, steal, mow them down or pee on them, thus spoiling
their show? Do they have a secret daffodil guardian entrusted with their upbringing and
protection. Who knows? Perhaps who or whatever it is that protects them could afford the
same type of guardianship to our very own public lavs! If you can get past the prison bars
and bolts that is. It's no good if you're in a desperate hurry. Perhaps the custodians of
those "dirty dog doos" had the answer all along allowing our four legged friends
the courtesy to "do the doo" in the gutter. Common practice for some of our
cousins on the near continent I believe who have little modesty hiding corragated iron
troughs on the kerbside.
Well to carry on in a griping vein, I see the "change around the road signs for fun
fairies" have been at it again. Those and the "let's nick one into the
bargain" brigade have been out in force. Mind you some of the signs aren't that
accurate are they. I mean welcome to the Splash Tropical Pool. Tropical? Hardly! Warm yes,
but not quite tropical, there's not a date or coconut palm in sight. If there were, at
least those little road sign moving monkeys would have somewhere to play and swing.
Preferably with something around their necks. As it is however, it seems that even if you
do report one moved or missing (The Barford Road sign for example, among others, has been
missing for at least two years) all the authorities are painfully slow to do something
positive about it. Which is all very well if one is familiar with the territory. If not
one could easily find oneself doing a tonne in a thirty-mile an hour zone! Well
thirty-five to forty at least. Not funny if you're being spied on by the local bobby
pointing his little speed gun at you. Incidentally this somewhat indirectly leads me to my
next topic.
Has anyone seen the devastation the powers that be are doing to Cromer's Church Street
with all that European dosh. Still when it's all over (the building of Cromer's new Look
shopping centre that) I suppose the cafes and restaurants will have plenty of garlic and
onion soup to be getting rid of. If that doesn't keep the punters away then the miles of
tailbacks caused by the road narrowing, coupled with the traffic lights at the Norwich
Road and Overstrand turning must lead to the inevitable traffic tailbacks to Blakeney
during the summer.
Which leads me back to our Sheringham main coast road. If this is therefore, to be used as
a glorified car park, surely to goodness this might be a good time for our forward
thinking town planners to cash in on these possible extra visitors. So I propose, in
future, the only large building that is to be built to replace our current car-park site,
should be another car park. Yes a great big 2000-spacer underground if necessary. God
forbid we upset the local pressie society by constructing something less than
aesthetically pleasing to the eye and in keeping with the other local surrounding
buildings of architectural interest, such as the Norwich train stop, the Cromer Road
Roundabout, etc. etc. So I guess it has to be knapped flint and old London red bricks
then.
I suppose St. Peters has a fair few of them in mind when they eventually build their new
extension, perhaps we could borrow a few of theirs in the meantime. I would have suggested
we pinch a few from the Parish Hall when it's demolished, but it doesn't seem to have been
built with that many. So there it is, a well-needed tourist and town boost just waiting to
be realised and who knows we could top it off with another flower garden, a much-needed
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Just think of all the extra cash generated by this scheme
enticing more and more holiday trade into the town during the busy season, although
judging by the last few weeks of the traffic in town the season seems to have started in
earnest already. We know the season has started by the number of double-parked vehicles in
and around our side streets. All day; every day; these little old back streets, charming
as they are not meant for today's traffic and when inconsiderate drivers don't park wisely
there's barely enough room for Tara -Palmer Thomkinson on a bike to get through. Heaven
forbid we need to get a fire engine or other emergency vehicle down some of them in a
hurry. It would be easier to ask for Carnival Day not to be in the first week in August! I
do hope some of the main perpetrators will read this column and take note just for the
sake of their fellow man if nothing else.
Now then moving swiftly on, I promised myself I would never reply to any comments about me
but there! See what you've gone and made me do? According to a letter in issue no 11 it
seems I've been told off. Slap on the wristies Vic, for not getting the facts well and
truly pedantically correct. However in all fairness this column is entitled Hearsay after
all. Well it seems that I'd gotten ever so slightly confused in my old age about the
progression of the Lifeboat Museum Centre and the old West End Slipway Boat Sheds. I
consider myself told in no uncertain words that these two projects are indeed two quite
separate entities. In my haste to go to print I forgot/ didn't quite remember to check the
true facts, thus confusing what was what, and who was who. After all it's all been a bit
confusing hasn't it and not surprising with the amount of rumours bandying about and the
actual length of time it's taken to get these projects finished to fruition in an up and
running state. Finished? What am I saying finished? No opening date as yet except sneak
previews now and again down at the Mo. Well It's taken that many years to sort out what's
what, I've grown old and slightly confused and forgetful in the meantime. I said it's
taken so many years to sort out what's what that I've grown old and slightly confused in
the meantime. See what I mean? However I should have known however sincere my little spiel
was, that there would be someone hanging on every word just itching to jump in with the
chance to put me right and in my place. All the best for now Vic |
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'EASTER BIKE RUN' CANCELLED FOR THIS YEAR
Unfortunately, the 'Easter Bike Run', where bikers from across the eastern region come
together to deliver Easter eggs and gifts to children at BREAK Charity's Rainbow holiday
centre in Sheringham, Norfolk, organised by 'Where
We Going' motor cycle club has been cancelled for this year.
If people would still like to donate their Easter eggs and gifts to children staying at
the Rainbow holiday centre over Easter, then they can drop their donations into BREAK's
charity shops in Cromer, Sheringham, Holt, North
Walsham or Aylsham. Alternatively gifts can be sent to BREAK Charity, Davison House, 1
Montague Road, Sheringham, Norfolk, NR26 8WN, stating they
are for the 'Easter Egg Run'.
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