Saturday, 3 May 2008

Come Friendly Bombs...

As the people of London wake up under Boris Johnson (a sense of deja vu for some ladies, no doubt) voting is in full swing in the Worcester Park blog's monthly poll.

Judging by the early turnout, exhorting the people of Worcester Park to destroy (electronically, that is) the least desirable part of the town has proved a lot more popular than voting for which boozer they prefer.

Get voting in the Monthly Poll (on your right). I'm sure you all have your own good reasons for wanting rid of part of Worcester Park, but here are mine...

Otherwise known as Chav alley. ASBO's preferred (but not essential). A frequent trouble-area for antisocial behaviour. Sofas dumped in front gardens and dangly Christmas lights left draped on houses all year round. Euugh.

Greasy as ABC... aside from the very obvious reason that its food is supplied complete with bucket, the reason for destruction is that the chavs of Worcester Park flock like Burberry moths to hang around outside KFC, pebble-dash the pavement with chewing gum and generally terrorise law abiding passers by.

Recent attempts to improve its image and clientele aside, The Huntsman's will be forever tainted by its appalling track record for fights, beatings and general nastiness. It's the kind of establishment that Worcester Park could sorely do without.

The rampaging beast of development may have suffered a defeat at the hands of Worcester Park residents with last year's refusal of planning permission for a final phase of development, but The Hamptons still have the capacity to annoy because of the addition of extra traffic and demands on stretched local services. That and the fact that every time I go there I feel like I've just stepped onto the set of The Truman Show. But wooo - you can climb to the top of their viewpoint and gaze in wonder at the electricity pylons and the neighrbouring Garth Road waste processing facilities.

A controversial choice - I have nothing against the causes they support, but we have too many of them. Seven at the moment, shortly to be eight. At a time when spiralling commercial rates are pushing independent traders to the wall, the massive rate rebates they receive need proper justification. They contribute nothing to the economy, rob the high streets of diversity and are indicative of more general decline in an area's fortunes. Enough is enough.