That was the week past that I found that ….

…I could not bring myself to comment on the maniac murderer in Norway. It is beyond belief. I cannot help feeling that the Devil is abroad a great deal just now; the nurse at Stepping Hill adding insulin randomly to saline drips, the dictator Assad butchering his own citizens in Syria and Anders Breivik murdering his compatriots at random. “Rode a tank, wore a general’s rank, when I thought it was time for a change..”

But one aspect of the tragic events in Norway that deserves a mention is the singer Morrisey’s comments on stage in Warsaw:  “We all live in a murderous world, as the events in Norway have shown, with 97 dead. Though that is nothing compared to what happens in McDonald’s and Kentucky Fried Shit every day.”

What an insensitive, crass, complete and utter tit! Take the gladioli from your back pocket and fill your stupid mouth so that you don’t embarrass yourself any further !

A line from his own lyrics from the song Bigmouth Strikes Again seems apt – “I’ve got no right to take my place with the human race”

…. I have replaced the restaurant Indigo with the Hazel Grove Blue Nile as my reliable curry venue of choice. Indigo was very below par last time we ate there and we have returned to the Blue Nile when we want a curry fix. We also tried the Royal Oak on Longhurst Lane this week, where freshly cooked, homely pub food is available at very reasonable prices. Great fish, chips and mushy peas for £5.95, not much more than a takeaway. They seem to be building up a steady business with the pub meals being supplemented by regular catering requests on a larger scale.

…the Oddfellows has been finally sold by Enterprise Inns. This former star of the local dining scene was knocked out at £225,000 or so with it’s future at this stage still uncertain as a pub/restaurant.

…..the will of the local people is strong as a definite possibility of the local sixth form college selling off one of it’s campuses to a big four supermarket emerged. It seems that due to lack of funding , Cheadle and Marple Sixth Form College propose to redevelop another site by selling off it’s Hibbert Lane campus for retail development. The usual suspect is in the frame, Tesco. Lots of action and debate can be seen here on the local forum : .

There are currently over 20 shops vacant in Marple and any future plans to invest in them would surely be put on hold if this development becomes concrete. There can be no doubt that a sizeable Tesco (or similar) would not benefit Marple. The town currently has a nice balance of independent shops and a few better known names but you cannot help feeling that they are hanging on by the skin of their teeth in these straitened times and the loss of a few sales a day to another local supermarket would mean the end for more than a few.

I am not entirely against Tesco, I just think that they are about as big as we need them to be at the moment. That is, if we value in any way local communities and a more civilised way of life. It was interesting to watch a recent BBC programme Town that featured one of my favourite UK towns, Ludlow, which fought long and hard against Tesco but eventually reached a compromise with a town centre location that actually complemented very subtly the local architecture and landscape with a curved roof echoing the line of the hills behind and a tower with a glass “lantern” that “had a conversation” with the church tower.

Ludlow has a population of around 10,000 but occupies a central position as a market town in the largely rural area of south Shropshire . It has refreshlingly few multiples, many independent shops, a vibrant local food and drink annual festival and more listed buildings per head than anywhere else in England. It is, at face value, everyone’s dream town. Somewhere to live a life rather than to sleep between working hours.

Into my heart on air that kills    
  From yon far country blows:    
What are those blue remembered hills,    
  What spires, what farms are those?    

That is the land of lost content,       
  I see it shining plain,    
The happy highways where I went    
  And cannot come again.


About Moorendman

A traveller through life who reads a great many of peoples works whilst self teaching himself.
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2 Responses to That was the week past that I found that ….

  1. HK Bingo says:

    what a triffic little poem to end

    Ahhhhh, A E Housman.
    One of my favourites.
    Off the top of my head and if my memory serves me correctly, I believe Housman attended St Johns in Oxford to study Classics around 1879.

    Although I always felt his immersion in textual analysis, particularly with Propertius, led him to neglect ancient history and philosophy (which formed part of the Greats curriculum of course) and thus contribute to him failing to obtain a degree despite his obvious gifts.

  2. HK Bingo says:

    photographs and biography lead one to notice some semblance of a likeness between Housman and Uncle Monty from Withnail and I….

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