New Year message

2005 was a bit of a year – and then some.

As I look back over the year – I am thrilled with what we have been able to achieve. No – not just the General Election (clearly a stunning victory turning a Labour majority of 10,514 into a LibDem one of 2,395) but the causes and campaigns I and my LibDem colleagues have championed together with local residents. That’s what has made the difference in Hornsey & Wood Green.

Current battles ongoing perhaps sum up some of what I am trying to do in the constituency – which all boil down to making it a better place for local people to work, rest and play – to quote a famous old advertising tag line. I don’t think aiming for a clean, pleasant and safe environment is asking too much!

I’ll start with the Hornsey concrete factory planning application. London Concrete want to plonk a concrete batching plant on Cranford Way – right bang in the middle of a residential area – with schools and children and narrow streets – just the sort of place for over 300 HGVs per week to wreck the local ambience! I and my LibDem colleagues have been campaigning against this application since the moment it was lodged – together with great local group Green N8.

We passed the first hurdle with Haringey Planning Committee refusing the application – but in the way of the world – the developer has appealed and as I write we are in the middle of the hearings by Her Majesty’s Inspector to whom I gave ‘evidence’ the week before Christmas. You can read the evidence on my earlier blog posting about the concrete factory plans.

I invited both John Prescott and Ken Livingstone to see the evil that would be done. Neither accepted my invitation. Holding baited breath now and crossed fingers – this David and Goliath battle will be settled by the end of January.

Another battle that engages me is the fight against sitting mobile telephone masts near vulnerable people – like young children. The idea is to bring forward legislation that would enable local councils to refuse planning permission on the grounds of the precautionary principle – until such time as we have proof positive of what these masts do or do not do to our health. This doesn’t just happen in Hornsey & Wood Green but up and down the land. And of course, we all do use mobile phones, so we can’t be overly pure. The Government is still proclaiming that there is no evidence of damage to health. I have challenged the Government through Parliamentary channels to do the scientific studies necessary to look at the incidence of cancer around mobile phone masts in situ for 10 years – without which we are all in anecdotal territory. They haven’t responded as yet.

Locally, of course, we occasionally succeed and see off a phone mast application – but they relentlessly return nearby or at the same site but from a different company. Good news though – recently in a statement by the local Head of Planning in regard to refusing a particular mast in Fortis Green, he went as far as to say ALL future applications for mobile masts in the Haringey conservation area will be an outright NO from now on! Watch this space.

I am also still keeping up the pressure on Haringey Primary Care Trust (PCT) over the future of the Hornsey Central Hospital site. Following a long campaign against closure of the old hospital and then a long process of working with local residents and other interested parties – proposals for a new health facility finally came forth from the PCT for a mix of local health services and elderly care. However, dogged by funding problems caused by the withdrawal from renting some of the space by the Health Trust etc delays and fears about its future have crept in. So I recently met yet again with the Chair of the PCT and received personal assurances from him of his commitment to ensuring that the project goes ahead. But there must remain, until the public meeting in the New Year that he has promised me, concerns over what of the original promised facilities will actually proceed and get built.

As for policing – Safer Neighbourhood Teams are what we all want. They are what we have always wanted. But whilst London is promised complete roll-out in the next year – some ‘neighbourhoods’ are being left out. I have long campaigned to get a team into Highgate – and at last am encouraged that we are on our way to success. Highgate is split between three different boroughs. Now no police commander I know – despite their protestations about cross-border working – is willing to commit him or herself to an actual cross-border Safer Neighbourhood Team. So I have brought this to the Metropolitan Police Authority on several occasions. And am helped in my quest by Crystal Palace – ironically. Crystal Palace is split between five areas – and so the MPA are running a pilot there which if successful will be applied to neighbourhoods like Highgate which suffer from divided ownership. The sooner the better!

So – with obviously lots more going on than I can possibly begin to convey in this message – not to mention the fight of our lives against Labour’s attack on the fundamental principles of liberty and justice in our land – I look forward to a challenging and pretty energetic year ahead.

A very Happy New Year to you all!

Growing numbers of homeless people

Good coverage in the media (such as here) this morning for the shocking homelessness figures I’ve unearthed – up by two-thirds in London since 2000 and across England there are 100,000 families spending Christmas in temporary accommodation.

And with that – I am blogging off until January 9th when Parliament returns. However, if anything monumentally interesting happens – I will post in the interim.

Merry Christmas!

Wrapping up for Christmas

On Thursday, got text from office saying that the emergency surgery I was to have held this morning is unnecessary as only one person needs to ‘see’ me before Christmas and he is happy to talk on the phone – which I do. And having listened to a very long and complicated benefits (or lack of them) history – he tells me he has a file a mile thick. We arrange to meet early in the New Year to go through the history in more detail. So without surgery I continue to try and get my paperwork etc up to date for the break – but still the mountain stares relentlessly and resentfully at me!

Run into constituency office to sign last casework letters to make sure they get out and hopefully arrive before Christmas. Though you can’t really be sure at this point of the year! Have a chat with all at the office. They are a an absolute A team in terms of quality and quantity of work they get through – and more than that – really committed to serving the public which matters more than anything in this sort of office – and even more than that – a really nice group who all get on with each other.

Ed is my diary secretary and caseworker and runs the everyday stuff at the office as well as my assistant at surgery half the time. He has turned out to be an absolute star – and cares passionately about all of it.

Thuranie is a part-time caseworker and has been with me for five years now – since I first got elected to the London Assembly and could no longer cope on my own with the volume of casework when she used to come to my house one day a week. She has the most wonderful way with people and endless patience.

Charlie works almost exclusively on immigration casework as well as being my assistant at surgery the other half of the time. He now knows the ins and outs of the Home Office (who have to be the worst and most inefficient organisation known to man).

I have an intern, Angela, who is learning and gaining experience with the office. Hopefully when she has got some experience on her CV she will go on to get the job she wants.

And the last person in the local office part of the time, split between working in the constituency and in Parliament, is Andrew who is my Head of Office. Andrew just knows everything – knows how Parliament works, how constituencies offices need to be run – and has the patience of a saint.

At the parliamentary end – I have Mette. Mette is Swedish and just full of energy and enthusiasm – and loves doing ‘amendments’, Mette not only runs the office administration at the Parliamentary end, helps with PQs (Parliamentary Questions) etc – but has to work out the amendments to any Bill that I am taking through committee. She has a brood of interns – no more than one or two at a time (as they come and go according to gap year arrangements or whatever) – to help her with the sack loads of correspondence that arrives – up to 400 letters a day at times. The correspondence is opened, sorted and directed to appropriate place to be worked on – whether that end or constituency end.

The only real ‘rule’ in the offices is that ‘the customer is always right’. I know it’s old-fashioned (and there are some real challenges on occasion to that philosophy) but it’s the way I was brought up and whilst none of us are 100% – the ethos is there and to me it is important that my office reflects my philosophy – which is being there to serve.

Christmas Fairy Tale, 2005

Once upon a time – not long ago or far away – one of the Golden Elves who had served for five long years in the Glass Palace alongside the handsome Mayor (more of a frog really – but for the sake of the story, Ill make him handsome) had, at the will of the people, been sent to another Palace – an older, colder palace along the water.

This Stone Palace housed the Law Maker Elves. And the Law Maker Elves were ruled over by a once powerful and strong-willed Prince who now grew weaker by the day.

The event foretold last Christmas Eve to fall on the fifth day of the fifth month of the fifth year of the New Millennium had come to pass – and the Dark Prince’s power was much diminished. Once he had relied on 412 Red Elves to serve his every wish – but the people of the land had culled this to only 356.

So the old order was changing. Part of the trouble had actually been of the Prince’s own making. Firstly he had plunged the country into a war at the behest of a mad wizard who lived in a White House across the water. And then he had proclaimed that he would abdicate around the dawning of the tenth year of the New Millennium. Before the proclamation had even left his lips – his power began to drain away. Desperately searching for a worthwhile legacy to leave his people, the embattled Prince did what rulers since the dawn of time have done – he sought to limit their freedom. By iron rule would he forbid dissent.

The Prince declared that no person would any longer be able to walk the streets by right. Each subject would have a magical device planted behind their ear. Without rhyme nor reason, Law Servers would be able to stop anyone at will and with another magic device read all the private details of their life stored on the first one. Moreover, the Prince declared that for the peoples’ own protection, he would be able to put them in prison for 90 days and 90 nights without proof – just on suspicion.

One of the Prince’s jolly lieutenants in charge of these devilish schemes had been willing to see if there was a better way through – but even though he was large and cuddly like a teddy bear with very cute stick-out ears – the Prince would have none of it and over-ruled him thus making the jolly lieutenant’s voice rise an octave.

Now – whilst the Golden, Blue and Red Elves normally disagreed about everything – on the rightful freedoms of the citizens – many of them did agree. And they joined hands to fight the Prince. And for the first time in the whole of his rule the Prince was royally defeated.

And as the Prince’s power continued to ebb away, the dark, brooding and jealous figure of the Red Scottish Elf who lived next door was ever present, skulking in the wings (except when things were difficult, when he hid under the table and said nothing to anyone until finally he would whisper a few, quiet words of support for the Prince) – waiting and wishing for the day when he would be Prince.

With a clap of thunder and a flash of lightning – a new Chief Blue Elf suddenly appeared and offered his hand in allegiance to the Prince. The Blue Elf was very sweet and terribly well brought up having been to a very, very posh school for Elves and kept on saying how much he wanted to agree with the Prince. The same could not be said of the Prince’s own Red Elves who were busy being very troublesome and disobedient indeed. However, with the very welcome support of the Blue Elves the Prince would now be able to get all his evil edicts through.

That now left only the Golden Elves to fight for the people of the land against the now malevolent prince. The Prince decided he must weaken them too. He asked the Chief Golden Elf to come for a Christmas drink – and then sent a message to all the Town Criers through the land that the Chief Golden Elf had had a drink. And the Prince was helped in his mission by a few very ambitious Golden Elves whose heads were much, much bigger than their brains.

And then a very strange thing happened. On Christmas Eve as the snow began to fall – the Prince was walking homeward to his very nice house at No 10 Downing Street. And he had a revelation. Clearly if the brooding Scot became Prince – that would allow the Golden Elves and Blue Elves to grow stronger. Middle England was where the Prince’s power came from and Middle England would be frightened by the dour, brooding Scot.

It was his duty to stay – to fight his way back to complete power. The people needed him to stay! He would stay. And he wouldn’t just be prince – his mission was clear – he would be King!

And I’m the Christmas Fairy!

Happy Christmas.

Haringey Council collections over Christmas

Normal day for rubbish or recycling collection / Revised day
26th December / 28th December
27th December / 29th December
28th December / 30th December
29th December / 31st December
30th December / 3rd January
2nd January / 4th January
3rd January / 5th January
4th January / 6th January
5th January / 7th January
6th January / 9th January
9th January / 10th January
10th January / 11th January
11th January / 12th January
12th January / 13th January
13th January / 14th January

… and then back to normal.

A useful, if not exciting, posting I hope!

Drama in the bookshop

Clearing up my emails, phone calls, paperwork etc. – and trying to make sure Christmas happens. I ran to Highgate Village this morning to the local bookshop – always a very good choice of books despite being tiny.

Suddenly the police arrived, put handcuffs on another browser – a young man – and marched him out. One of the policemen came back in the shop to say they had nicked the chap. The staff (two women) had seen a knife sticking out of his back pocket and he had been ‘browsing’ for about 40 minutes. Rather than tackle him directly they had called the police – quite rightly – but now one of them was saying she felt bad.

At which point the policeman outside yelled that they had found another knife in his rucksack. I told the staff they had done really well, and one of them said how quickly the police had come – within five minutes. The thinking was that the guy was waiting for the shop to empty so that he could then perhaps hold up the two young women. If so – foiled – thank goodness.

Anyway – I just wanted to put up a good news story – as we often forget – what a fantastic job the police do for the vast majority of the time. And when you spend your time looking for flaws in performance – it is really great to have the opportunity to put up a good news story. Well done both police and shop staff. And I bought 7 books!

Police restructuring

Christmas is relentlessly approaching – and I’m not ready! Panic.

But not today. Today am on the front bench for the police restructuring debate in Parliament. As I arrive in my office, I find a sweet message from David Cameron on my email, inviting me to join him. Such a nice boy!

I reply thus:

Dear David,
Thank you so much for your very sweet invitation to come and join you and your colleagues. However, I must decline.
I wondered if the invitation is a sign that you are already feeling isolated. If it gets too bad, you can always come and join us.
Merry Christmas
Lynne


So now we know – all that baloney about new politics – and he is barely out of the starting blocks with a not very clever stunt. No change there.

More importantly – the police debate. The Government wants to merge police forces across the country so that they all average around 4-5,000 police officers – on the basis (they say) that current small forces don’t have the capacity for dealing with serious or organised crime. Now there may be a very good argument for restructuring on the basis of making the specialist resources pooled to serve a wider area than just one force – but wholesale restructuring to the size and distance the Government is talking about is bonkers. Everyone knows that the more local the police force is, the better the intelligence and the policing. To have a Chief Constable (incidentally the Met is not changing) miles and miles away and who has no knowledge of the territory is, as I say, bonkers. And if it isn’t bonkers – then the Government did not put forward any rational arguments to support their proposals. Moreover, the deadline for police forces to put in their views is 23 December and they will have had next to no time for something this momentous.

Mark Oaten was leading for us – as Charles Clarke led for the Government. I ‘covered’ the front bench. The chamber was full of those wishing to make their constituency case – whichever party they were from. Backbench speeches were cut to 10 minutes – and virtually every single speech begged for more time, and asked what benefit would really be delivered from such a merger. None that couldn’t be gotten a better way in my view. However, for reasons I truly do not understand the Government seems determined to railroad this through regardless of common sense or argument and at a punishing pace. And the police are against it – yes, the same police the Government said we had to listen to their advice re 90 days detention or die as a consequence.

LIB DEMS CONTINUE TO LOBBY COUNCIL TO RESOLVE RISBOROUGH CLOSE RUBBISH PROBLEM

The problem of inadequate rubbish disposal facilities for residents in Risborough Close, N10, which has created a rubbish blackspot in the area, is to be addressed by Haringey Council following pressure from ward councillor Gail Engert and local MP Lynne Featherstone.

The properties have had no proper storage facilities and as a result bags – which are left out in the open – are often attacked by vermin before they are collected and the contents allowed to spew out. The problem is further exacerbated as very often bags are split when collected and the contents, which can include dirty nappies, are strewn about the estate. This, the Council acknowledges, poses a serious health hazard.

Councillors Engert and Featherstone have both been urging Haringey Council to thoroughly cleanse the area and find an effective long-term solution to the problem.

The Council has responded stating that it had previously contacted the managing agents for Risborough Close and agreed to share renovation costs in order to house waste storage units.

However the managing agents decided not to carry out the agreed renovations and now following the Lib Dem pressure, the Council has written to them warning that they will be served with an enforcement notice if they do not provide suitable waste containment.

Cllr Engert (Muswell Hill) comments:

“This is a litter black spot that the Labour-run Council has failed to deal with effectively so far. However I am pleased that action is being taken and a solution to a problem that has caused so much misery is being addressed.”

Cllr Lynne Featherstone MP comments:

“We will be keeping pressure on the Council to deliver on their promise to ensure this problem which has created a serious health hazard to local residents is resolved “