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If things had gone according to plan, D. and [personal profile] valydiarosada would have arrived yesterday to spend the New Year with us: but two days ago, D. phoned: [personal profile] valydiarosada had been suffering the symptoms of a heavy cold, had tested for covid and proved positive. So the traditional New Year's visit has been deferred until a time to be agreed once everyone has tested negative. I'm disappointed, of course, but not devastated. The New Year is just a date on the calendar; it's not as if I hadn't already, of my own free will, deferred my Christmas Day by 24 hours. I will enjoy their visit whenever it happens, and meanwhile I will observe the New Year as I choose - which will probably mean going to bed at pretty much my usual time. I won't be watching Jools Holland's Hootenanny. Sorry, Jools.

We have also deferred our planned visit to D.'s sister and brother-in-law, who live in the high Pennines: we were to have spent New Year's Day with them, but we have agreed to wait until D. and [personal profile] valydiarosada are here. Which makes sense. But, I complained to [personal profile] durham_rambler, I was ready for a day out... He had a suggestion: a business called Stack are applying to convert the space vacated by Marks & Spencer in Durham city centre into a vibrant multi-unit food and drinks and games venue, and he is deeply immersed in drafting the response of the City of Durham Trust to their licensing and planning applications. We could go to Seaburn and look at their existing business there. So that's what we did.

Coiled


We made the most of the excursion, calling in at Boots to collect a prescription. Which meant a bit of navigating by dead reckoning, and a magical mystery tour via Lambton and the Penshaw Monument. A short stroll along the front at Seaburn, a quick circuit of the various bars and food outlets in the Stack - nothing wrong with this set-up on an otherwise empty site on the front, but how will it fit into the city centre, snuggled up to the World Heritage site? No doubt we'll find out, because I think it is likely to go ahead... Fish and chips for lunch at the Salt House (next door but one to the Italian restaurant where we usually meet the family), and then home.

We've also invited J. to dinner on New Year's Day, to help eat some of the food we had laid in for visitors. It's going to be quite a sociable New Year, one way and another (by my standards, at any rate).
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  • When the vegetable stall appears at the Farmers' Market, you know it's autumn: the farm doesn't produce any summer vegetables, but once summer is over the couple appear with their muddy celeriac, and their wonderful tasty carrots. In less goof news from the Farmers' Market, the man from whom I buy my beef tells me he plans to retire at the end of the year. I will miss him.


  • The swimming pool has reopened after being closed all summer for repairs. It's good to be back: we've been swimming in Chester-le-Street, but Durham pool is not only nearer,it has practical advantages: the changing rooms don't get so wet underfoot, they don't play the radio, the pool is bigger and brighter. There's a big picture window at the deep end, looking out onto trees, which is always a joy but particularly at this time of year. As I swam this afternoon the foliage faded from flaming gold to rusty embers, until the trees were darker than the sky beyond, and it was time to go.


  • The six geese who live on the mud bank under Pennyferry Bridge are still there. "They're not a-laying, though," says [personal profile] durham_rambler, and they don't seem to have any young this year. But given all the building work in progress on either side of the river, I'm just pleased to see that they are still there.


  • This was our first visit to the pool since last Monday. We aim to swim twice a week, but it can be quite a challenge to fit it in to [personal profile] durham_rambler's schedule. Last week he spent three days at the Examination in Public on the County Plan, which has been so long in preparation I can hardly believe it's really happening.


  • Also long-awaited, the work at the station is now complete, and the underpass to the far (northbound) platform has reopened to traffic. During the work, access was on foot only, and by a longer, more up-and-down route. So it's goof to be back to normal. But despite all the work they've been doing with the shiny purple panels and the big colour photographs, it's still a long dark underpass under the railway line.
shewhomust: (mamoulian)
I had expected that after spending last Tuesday afternoon at County Hall, watching the Planning Committee decide in favour of the County Council's own (very unpopular) plan to build itself a new headquarters down by the river, that I would be writing long, angry posts on the subject. Apparently not.

Instead, I feel moved to report that I have finally used the last of the little pot of Laphroaig Honey lip balm I bought in Bowmore - I was about to write 'a couple of years ago', and no, actually it was in 2015. Not an everlasting pot of lip balm, but because lip balm is one of the things I buy when an interesting one is offered to me, knowing I will use it eventually. Laphroaig itself is too idiosyncratic to make a good lip balm (it would be like smearing your lips with creosote, quite apart from the alcohol burn) but this was excellent, soothing but light and very reasonably priced. File under: would buy again.

Meanwhile, I have moved on to the next pot in my stash, which is in the shape of a duck. This duck, in fact, but tiny, barely an inch long, and less pie-eyed. The label tells me it was made in Taiwan, and comes from someone called 'Opal London' ("Website coming soon"), none of which is promising. The price label explains all: it says 'W.I. Rendall', which means that I bought it on Westray (and again, not expensive). The lip balm inside (there's a tiny pot sunk into the base) is bright pink, very sticky with a powerful scent of strawberry. It isn't horrible, but I'm not likely to buy any more. After all, how many ducks does one woman need?

I haven't spent the whole week brooding about Durham's democratic deficit: D. has been visiting and distracting me with such pleasures as wine and crosswords. We also went to a lecture at Redhills, about plans to preserve and make use of the old Miners' Hall. Also, the weather has been very strange: we walked home in sunshine from Sunday lunch at the Stonebridge, noticing a blackthorn hedge coming into bloom - and within an hour we had a heavy shower of - wait, that's not rain, it's sleet! No, snow... (not settling, but definitely snow).
shewhomust: (ayesha)
This is one of those boring posts - in this case about local planning issues - that I write because I want a record of something. I don't expect anyone else to be interested.

The story so far )

Now read on: )

Don't think I've been brooding over this post for the whole of the last week; part of the last week, yes, but it's also been a long time in the writing because D. has been visiting us, and we've been going out and having fun. So the next post will be more entertaining - or at least better illustrated!
shewhomust: (mamoulian)
The County Council is consulting about a grand scheme to move the bus station: this plan has been around for some time, and I thought I posted about it last time it surfaced, but can't find the post. The idea is that if they move the bus station, but not very far, then they can persuade businesses, prefereably shops, to move into the space created, and so regenerate the North Road. The council is apparently confident this will happen, but can't produce any evidence because it is commercially confidential. I have just filled in their online questionnaire about 'North Road Regeneration: Bus Station' and since I want a record of both questions and answers, I'm posting them here: under a cut, to protect the not-interested. )

As consultations go, this is perfunctory, even by DCC's standards. I suppose I should be grateful, because it makes it possible to answer in an evening.

ETA l'esprit de la piscine: It occurred to me this morning (and therefore too late to include in my response) that an even bigger unasked question is "Do you want us to do this?" Bear that in mind when the Council claim that the consultation demonstrated support for the scheme.
shewhomust: (durham)
Yesterday we learned the Planning Inspector's decision on the County Hospital appeal: she has found for the developer, who were appealing against the Council's refusal of planning consent. Now they can go ahead with their plan to build student accommodation on the site. If you arrive in Durham by train, and walk down the hill to the North Road, where now you see on your right a rather neglected area of garden and trees partly screening a nineteenth century hospital surrounded by newer buildings, you will be able to glimpse the old hospital between two monolithic blocks, a sort of Great Wall of students. That'll be better, won't it?

I'm immensely disappointed, but not surprised. Thr Council's performance at the appeal hearing was pathetic: they were represented by a consultant who didn't seem familiar with the case, a planning officer who was familiar with it, but appeared to be under instructions to say nothing unless asked directly. Fortunately the local residents were there to make the Council's case for it. You could be forgiven for thinking that the Council didn't actually want to win.

But that couldn't be the case, could it? Of course, when the application was first considered by the Planning Committee the officers recommended acceptance and the elected members overruled them, but surely it's our democratically elected Councillors who have the final say? Once they have decided, the officers carry out their policy, don't they?

The full story on the City of Durham Trust's website (and specifically, their press release on the decision).
shewhomust: (dandelion)
From Sunday morning, when we discovered there was no heat in the house, to Tuesday evening, when I came home to cautiously returning warmth, ten days, during which I have posted about nothing but plumbing. But that's not the only thing I've been doing.

Sunday was jam-packed )

Monday was eaten up by getting quotes to replace the boiler. On Tuesday D. arrived bearing fan heaters and firewood, and we made an open fire. On Wednesday we took him to the pub quiz, and had a sociable evening (and our team won, which is not unusual, and dates back well before [livejournal.com profile] durham_rambler and me joining the team). On Friday we cleared the dining room table, and had a proper dinner party, which was fun.

D. left us on Saturday morning, and in the evening [livejournal.com profile] durham_rambler and I braved the winds and the water to drive to Barnard Castle to hear Martin Simpson, who was playing at the Witham. In fact our journey wasn't too bad, though anyone coming from the west would have had a hard time, and the audience was much diminished - pity, because it was a great show. I could (very easily) have done without the enthusiasts in the row in front of us repeatedly calling out requests for Buckets of Rain (funny the first time, but not that funny). Good to hear a couple of Dylan songs making their way back into the repertoire, especially North Country Blues, very topical. I still yearn for that album of Dylan songs Martin Simpson never made.

The main excitement of Sunday was watching the final two episodes of Doctor Who; from which you may infer that it wasn't a very exciting day. On Monday we were up early to welcome the builders, and on Tuesday we spent the day at the planning appeal over the County Hospital site, which I may or may not post about at greater length: I'd quite like to know how it turns out before I do. After which I went to the Graphic Novels Reading Group, and we all went out for a Christmas meal afterwards. Which brings us round to where I came in.
shewhomust: (dandelion)
[livejournal.com profile] durham_rambler is at a meeting: the sixth in three days, and, I hope, the last of the week. Right now he is chairing a consultation exercise, at which the Neighbourhood Planning Forum asks the people of Durham City for their views, from which the NPF will then construct a planning policy for Durham (if you want to know more, it's on the NPF website). I am excused attendance, because I was at the previous meeting last week; tonight's meeting is a repeat, for the benefit of the overflow of people who could not be fitted in to the Town Hall last time round. Now I need to pull together my thoughts, and answer the NPF's questionnaire.

There are three questions: What is good about the Durham City centre area? What is bad about the Durham City centre area? What needs to change? My plan is to draft my answers here, and then I'll have a record...

The Good )

The Bad )

What is to be done? )

I could go on, but perhaps I'd better not. I know that as soon as I've pressed 'submit' on the questionnaire, I'll think of something essential I've missed out, but it's time to take that chance...
shewhomust: (mamoulian)
When our hosts at the Glenspean hotel learned that we came from Durham, they each talked to us about the place, she last night and he this morning. I promise that we did not start it, and that while we may have expressed some reservations about 'isn't it a lovely place to live!', it was they who commented on the domination of the city by students. As we were leaving our host told us about a couple from Durham who visited the hotel regularly: they had lived all their lives in Durham, but were now moving out. They had had enough.

We are now sitting in the bar of the Rosedale Hotel in Portree, reading the documents which have just appeared on Durham County Council's website: it seems that the Council are seeking a judicial review of the Inspector's condemnation of their Plan.

Damn it, we are supposed to be on holiday.

In other news, we are on Skye and it is raining. We are having a lovely time.
shewhomust: (dandelion)
On Tuesday I attended a meeting of the Council's Planning Committee, which discussed two applications to build blocks of student accommodation: it refused one application (the one which is more or less on my doorstep) and approved the other. Here's the report in the local paper, which quotes Councillor Mike Dixon, who argued for approval of both schemes, as dismissing the "200" objections to the County Hospital development received (it was 300, actually, but who's counting?) as meaning that the county’s other 499,800 residents did not oppose the scheme. I don't think that Cllr Dixon is representative of the Planning Committee as a whole, but I don't think he's an isolated voice, either: he was in the majority in voting to approve the Claypath scheme. So although I've been keeping well clear of the Twitter storm that followed the meeting, I'm going to try to unpick one particular thread of it.

Cllr Dixon argues in favour of approving development because it creates work in the building industry, work which is much needed in the ward he represents (Newton Aycliffe, I think). He followed the statement quoted by the press, that the vocal protestors are outweighed by the much larger numbers who had not commented, by saying that "we haven't heard from the builders and unemployed young people..."

Obviously building work does create employment, at least for the duration of the building, and we can hope that some of that employment goes to Cllr Dixon's constituents. That's true whether what is being constructed is a PBSA (Purpose Built Student Accommodation) or not. Looking at the plans for PBSAs, I suspect that they mostly involve throwing something together as fast as possible, before the bubble bursts, and that smaller, more individual developments might employ more local builders over a longer period. It would be interesting to know whether recent schemes, of both kinds, have created jobs in the County, and whether those jobs either still exist, or provided training which enabled people to find permanent jobs elsewhere.

Looking only at employment, which is a very narrow view to take, the University brings many jobs into the City, and that's very welcome. But the domination of the City by a student population which is absent for much of the year also has economic drawbacks: for example, shops find it difficult to survive. Buy-to-let has driven up house prices, and removed from the market the small terraced houses which would once have gone to first-time buyers as family homes. To rebalance its economy, Durham needs affordable housing, not speculative PBSAs.

The County Durham Plan set a target of 73% employment. The latest figure in the nomis official labour market statistics is 67.9% for the year October 2013-September 2014, gradually clawing their way back up from the depths of the recession (64.6%, April 2009-March2010).

But if you separate out male and female employment, the picture is a little different. Male employment fell to 67.7% in the year April 2009-March 2010 (7.6% below the national average) but on the latest figures is back to 74.4% (2.7% below the national average). Women's employment took longer to reach its lowest point, but in the year July 2011-June 2012 was at 59.9%. and has only recovered to 61.8%. The post-industrial north east has long suffered higher than average unemployment, but where the figures for men show a narrowing gap between local and national figures, women's employment remains at more than 5% above the national average. Austerity has meant a disproportionate loss of jobs in public service, so it's no surprise that women have been harder hit.

The Council has been playing its part in this pattern, however reluctantly. Government restraints force them to cut back, and when they do, women lose their jobs. A paper submitted to Councillors last month explains how successfully the Council's financial plan is being implemented, and says "Information recorded for staff leaving the council during the third quarter through compulsory redundancy shows 93% were female..." In addition, of those taking voluntary redundancy or early retirement, 60% were female ("which is more in keeping with the overall workforce profile") - and 8% had disclosed a disability. But there's no need to worry: "Equality impact assessments (EIA) form a key part of the ongoing MTFP process."

So when Cllr Dixon tweets " I have spent 6 months listening to the strident voices of the comfortable middle classes of Dhm City...", he is probably just expressing weariness with the democratic consultations of the Examination in Public of the County Durham Plan. None of us need take it personally. The word 'strident' refers to a sound which is loud, harsh or grating - not the 'dulcet tones' with which the middle classes are traditionally reproached. There is nothing in the dictionary definition to say that the voice described is female. Dictionary.com offers two illustrative examples, only one of which is the phrase "strident feminism". I ran a Google search on the most strident male speaker I could think of, Arthur Scargill, plus the word 'strident', and found 186,000 results. Substitute the name Margaret Thatcher, and that rises to 751.000. She, famously, had voice coaching to make her less strident and more electable, but I can't say that I liked her any better after it.
shewhomust: (mamoulian)
For the last several years, the County Durham Plan has been a large part of our lives; and when I say 'our' I'm talking about [livejournal.com profile] durham_rambler and myself, but also about various residents' groups and civic societies. Our friends and neighbours are either as deeply involved as we are, or have heard us talk about it so much for so long that they probably feel as if they are. We have attended County Council consultation sessions, we have made comments, we have submitted critiques, we have studied the Plan in detail and at length. [livejournal.com profile] durham_rambler has collated population projections and mashed up maps, and he worked more or less full-time last summer to co-ordinate and complete the evidence of the City of Durham Trust: our holiday had to be squeezed in between the closing date for the submission of evidence and the opening of the Examination in Public, at which a Planning Inspector considers the Plan and decides whether it is sound (this is why we were in New England too early for the Fall foliage) - and on our return there was a month and a bit when he was spending several days a week at the Examination in Public.

So yes, the process has eaten our time and out lives, and it hasn't done our business any good either. But we considered it worthwhile, because this is important: the Plan is the structural plan which determines how the County is managed for the next ten or twenty years. A good Plan helps make County Durham a better place to live, but this - this was not a good plan. As I understand it, the Council's strategy is to use the City to attract businesses, and therefore jobs, to the County, by building lots of houses in the Green Belt. Not that I do understand it - or rather, I don't understand why the availability of housing for existing staff should tempt a business to move to Durham and take on people who already live here; nor do I see any good reason why that housing (supposing it to be needed) has to be in, rather than outside, Durham's very narrow Green Belt; and surely no-one now believes that you can reduce traffic congestion by building more roads, and...

Enough. You get the picture.

Ten days ago the Inspector issued his interim report. This found against the Council on a number of aspects of the Plan: it rejected the planned relief roads, the removal of land from Green Belt and the half-hearted policy on controlling studentification in the City. This is good news for us. But how is the Council to make a strategic policy for the future? The Inspector offers them three options: they can continue the process with the existing Plan (in which case he is likely to find the Plan unsound); they can suspend the Examination process and see what they can rescue from the Plan (though suspension would normally be for a maximum of six months, and they'd have their work cut out to get the work done in time); or they can withdraw the Plan (which leaves Durham with no strategic policy).

So what does the Council do? Does it sit down to examine the Plan in the light of the interim report, to see what it has left, and what it can patch up? You think?

First, it sets up a meeting of business men (and a woman) to act as cheerleaders. These - unlike us - are the people whose opinion matters.

At the next Council meeting, it complains that the Examination in Public process is unfair, and that the Inspector is "Bristol-based" (Bristol being where the Planning Inspectorate, a Government Department, has it offices; you might equally complain of the Durham-based passport office...).

Unofficially, you can see the level of debate in this Twitter exchange between a County Councillor (and member of the Planning Committee) and some Durham City residents.

I am beyond angry.

There's a rather more entertaining tirade about planning in The Guardian, where Ian Martin lets rip about London - The city that privatised itself to death: "The utter capitulation of London’s planning system in the face of serious money is detectable right there in that infantile, random collection of improbable sex toys poking gormlessly into the privatised air. Public access? Yeah, we’ll definitely put a public park at the top (by appointment only). Oh, absolutely, we are ALL about community engagement: members of the public are welcome to visit our viewing gallery in the sky, that’ll be 30 quid, madam."
shewhomust: (dandelion)
In December I exercised the right to sit in on the Council's planning committee for the first time in my life; yesterday I did it again for what I hope will be the last time. The proposal this time was to build housing - both domestic and student - on the Mount Oswald Golf Course: a larger development that the one I wrote about last time, and one in which I have a less personal interest. There's been a lot of opposition locally, and I'm generally against building on green land unless there's a really good reason; the area wasn't scheduled for housing in the current local plan. a previous scheme by this developer was less than impressive - and as the planning officer presented the application, it became obvious that the intention was to build over almost all the available land.

What I wanted to think about, though, is less the scheme itself than the way the planning process works. On the one hand, there is a great show of public consultation and democratic control. Direct neighbours are asked to comment, the public can put in objections (or indeed support), the final decision is taken by a committee of elected councillors. On the other hand, the council has a department of professional planning officers who assess applications, make recommendations and then present their case to the committee. It's up to the committee members to make the decision - but in practice they rarely contradict the officers' recommendations. And why would they? What's the point of paying a bunch of expensive professionals if you're not going to listen to their opinions?

I don't have statistics for officer recommendations to grant or refuse planning consent, but the way it looks from street level is that the officers tend towards consent. As I understand it, they work with applicants to make this happen. If you are a householder who wants to build a conservatory, it's a very good idea that you should be able to consult someone at the council who will tell you what is likely to be permitted and what isn't (I'd look a great deal more favourably on this if you left off the twelve foot long fibreglass shark...). If you are planning a multi-million pound development, and you get to negociate about building density and parking space and vehicle access... Well, then by the time the thing reaches committee the planning officer has invested so much time and thought in the project, he (all the ones I've encountered are he) must feel like part of the team.

At yesterday's meeting, the scheme was outlined for the committee by a planning officer who was treated as if he were neutral, but who had already recommended acceptance. Councillors on the committee were careful to make it clear that they were not parti pris, that they were listening to the debate before making up their minds. But the planning officer who had already recommended acceptance had the job of presenting the application with no limit on how long he spoke, and was then permitted to speak again after the objectors had made their case, not to clarify but to counter their arguments. It would have been possible for the planners to remain neutral, to say that this was a controversial scheme and on the one hand, on the other hand... But no, they were openly partisan, yet the system treated them as disinterested professionals.

There were only two speakers in favour, the developer himself, and a representative of the University who are supporting the proposal for student accommodation. They were allowed to speak without time limits, at which there was some unrest - and all credit to the committee Chair who stopped to explain why this was only fair, given how many speakers against we had heard. I'm not entirely convinced of the logic of this - but as I said last time, I don't think it would have made any difference.

I was slightly shocked to learn that the obligation to include a certain proportion of affordable housing can be met by promising to build it - but somewhere else, in some other scheme, place and time unspecified.
shewhomust: (dandelion)
We spent this afternoon at the County Council's Planning Committee, and I have come home very discouraged. The Committee (it says here) consists of sixteen members of the Council, of whom maybe half were present, and they approved the recommendation of the planning officers in all four of the cases we heard. In every case, this was a recommendation to approve the planning application, and in every case, it was opposed by the local ward councillors, as well as by local residents.

On the one hand, you may say, that's what we pay planning officers for, to come up with the best possible answers: why should the committee try to second guess them? But in that case, don't waste my time and mess with my emotions by telling me that if objectors make a strong enough case, they can persuade the committee that the officers have got it wrong.

Briefly, but not briefly enough )

So that's that.

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