Sunday, 23 December 2007

Christmas haven


I've been invited by Mick Granger to visit the Christmas shelter on Abercrombie Way. It's a hive of activity, with decorations being put up, furniture moved, and everything being got ready for the week ahead. Bedding has been laid out in the hall, and tables and chairs in the dining room.

Mick tells me how generously the shelter has been supported by firms including Sainsburys and Pitney Bowes. In addition, during my visit, two kindly residents drop in to offer items for the shelter's use, including men's clothing (always extremely welcome) and breakfast cereal. It's all welcome. The first guest of the season, Billy, arrives as well.

Volunteers are always welcome; if you'd like to find out more about how you can help the shelter between now and New Year, do email Mick. And have a very happy Christmas.

Friday, 21 December 2007

Merry Christmas

I've got no more engagements as Chairman now till January. It's time to write the final Christmas cards, buy the final presents, stock the fridge - and wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and a happy New Year for 2008.

Harlow Stroke Support Group Christmas party

My PA Sue picks me up at a quarter to ten; I'm ready for the Stroke Group Christmas party, including the bag with my costume in it for my part in the show.

People are already arriving when we reach the GPCA building on Abercrombie Way, and soon we're busy. Sue shows an unexpected dab hand at applying make-up to male senior citizens, and I'm asked to take everyone's names - but they're arriving so thick and fast it's impossible.

There are glitter wigs, crepe paper hula skirts, party hats and antlers, pantomime dames with balloons stuffed down their fronts; in short, it's a total riot. When people are settled with tea and coffee, the show starts. I've been asked to read out a poem written specially for the occasion by one of the club members - and then there's a series of acts, including youngsters Curtis on guitar and Paige singing, who really impress everyone.

The grand finale of the show is a sing-along to Slade's Merry Christmas Everybody, with - of all things - me at the front dressed like Noddy Holder from Slade, in a blonde mullet wig, glittery top hat and tartan trousers.

Then it's time for lunch. The spread is much appreciated by everyone, and it's also an opportunity for Sue to sell any last-minute raffle tickets for the Chairman's Christmas Raffle in support of the stroke group.

The raffle is drawn after lunch, and - ably assisted by 'Christmas fairy' George in purple tinsel wig - we pick out and announce the winning tickets. Thanks to the generosity of the Harvey Centre Management, Barratt Homes, Kier Harlow, and other local firms, we've got some excellent prizes on offer, and some delighted winners.

After I've gone home, Sue emails me to tell me that the Christmas Draw has raised over £1,400 for the Stroke Support Group, which is fantastic news.

Friday, 14 December 2007

Chairman of Tendring's Reception

The Chairman of Tendring District Council, Peter de Vaux Balbirnie, has invited the mayors and chairs of Essex to a Christmas Reception at the Palace Theatre, Clacton. (Tendring is the district council that includes Clacton, Frinton, Walton-on-the-Naze etc).

After a drink in the Chairman's Parlour - the Theatre also serves as the council's civic building - we make our way to the theatre itself for a buffet, wine and an interlude of singing and dancing performed by the theatre youth group.

It's a very convivial event. We're seated at the top table with the mayors and chairs of Uttlesford, Epping Forest, Castle Point, Rochford and Basildon, with whom we enjoy some lively conversation. For most, though not all, of us, this is our last civic function before the new year. The chairman of the County Council is here too - it's a good thing he enjoys carol services, he tells us, as he has about fourteen to go to this month.

I'm off to Jersey tomorrow for a few days, to visit family. My Christmas cards are unwritten, my Christmas presents unbought let alone unwrapped. It's all going to be one mad rush when I get back.

Christmas service for deaf people

Just before half past ten, I join the serried ranks of 'mayors and chairs' in Chelmsford Cathedral for the annual carol service for deaf people, organised by the Chelmsford diocese in association with RAD.

The building is packed, lively and colourful. Children with hearing impairments from various schools across Essex have come prepared to do their bit - shepherds in tea-towel headgear, little angels with tinsel haloes, wise men with cardboard crowns.

The whole service is signed; sometimes with the rest of the congregation singing along, sometimes with only the piano to accompany the movement of the hands of the signing choirs. The bishop himself signs the blessing at the end, before we all troop over to a corner of the cathedral for coffee, sandwiches and cake.

It's the most unusual carol service I've been to, and everyone agrees it's great. I've noticed from the programme that the West of Essex seems to be the only part of the county without a regular signed service for deaf people, and one of the clergy from the diocese is at pains to reassure me that they're looking to set something up in Harlow before too long.

Thursday, 13 December 2007

Full Council

Having a birthday on 13 December means that it often coincides with the final meeting of the Full Council for the calendar year.

The pre-meeting takes place at half-past six, where the Chairman, group leaders, and relevant officers run through the procedural arrangements for the evening. This is something I suggested a couple of years ago; before the pre-meeting was introduced, a lot of council meetings fell into anarchy over procedural wrangles. Now, everyone is clear about who's going to be doing what when. It doesn't - and nor should it - interfere with the right of members and groups on all sides to lob political grenades into Full Council meetings by means of amendments or questions, but it does make the meetings run far more smoothly.

After the pre-meeting I pop downstairs to the mezzanine floor to check with Diane, who runs the Youth Council, about the presentation of certificates I'm doing to the youth councillors. There's a lot of activity in the Gibberd Gallery - it's a private viewing of an exhibition of prints by Ana Maria Pacheco, and the de Merc Choir are singing Harlow 1947, a piece composed by local resident Adrian Jolliffe and featuring the early years of Harlow.

The Full Council meeting starts at eight o'clock as usual. The presentation to the youth councillors goes smoothly, and we gather for a group photograph afterwards. I introduce Sunil as our new strategic director, and he's appointed by the meeting as the council's 'Section 151' officer, who has particular financial responsibilities. Then it's into the rest of the agenda - announcements from the Chairman, changes to the composition of council committees resulting from the recent by-elections, questions from the public, references from committees, questions from councillors, and into the home straight.

The meeting closes at a little after a quarter past ten - and after the meeting has finished, we stay behind for a few minutes to make a farewell presentation to Cllr Kevin Brooks, who will be emigrating next month.

I'd hoped for a slightly shorter meeting on my birthday, as I tell members, but I invite them to the Chairman's suite to have a piece of my birthday cake. I'm also selling raffle tickets for my Chairman's Charity - Harlow Stroke Support Group - and take £51 in sales this evening, all in a good cause.

There's very little of my birthday left by the time I get home at about twenty to midnight.

£1 a ticket

Waking up is hard to do on a cold Thursday morning, especially after an evening out in London with my daughter (to see Joseph & His Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat in the West End), and especially with my germs still making me feel heavy-eyed and congested. Still, a heap of birthday presents, including six CDs - more music for my burgeoning collection - is a great way to start any day.

My cab arrives before ten o'clock to get me to the Harvey Centre, where I'm helping the Stroke Support Group sell tickets for our Christmas raffle. I'm there till twelve, and the team is gratified by how many people stop and buy one or more tickets. There's less than a week now to buy yours - they're available from Reception in the Civic Centre, as well as a number of stores in The High. There are loads of terrific prizes.

Jean explains what she wants me to do for the Stroke Group Christmas party on Friday of next week. At first I thought the virus had affected my hearing, but she said it again and it sounded exactly the same.

Tuesday, 11 December 2007

Sniff

All engagements off today, as my virus really does take hold with a vengeance. I've worked my way through whole packs of tissues, and keep making drinks every hour for my sore throat, and trying to keep warm. The backs of my eyes are hurting.

Monday, 10 December 2007

Harlow is a Fairtrade Town


At four o'clock at the Civic Centre, I join Harlow's Fairtrade Town Group to celebrate the fact that Harlow has been awarded Fairtrade Town status. The award is a reflection of the years of hard work put into this by the group, and particularly Cllr Rob Eschle, one of its most vociferous supporters.

Rob and I both give interviews to Ten-17 radio, and both make the same point that it's becoming easier and easier to buy more and more Fairtrade goods in local supermarkets, cafés and shops.

We have a group photo taken with the official certificate. The next big decision will be where to hang the certificate so that it's on permanent display to Harlow residents visiting the Civic Centre.

Harlow on ice


It's not every day one gets to open an ice rink. Today is the day, however, and at half past one (having rushed over from a council meeting about concessionary bus travel) I'm outside the Nat West near the market, being photographed with a local family - dad and two small girls - on the temporary ice rink that's been installed for the week.

It's part of Harlow's sixtieth birthday celebrations, and also a cunning ploy to encourage everyone up to the north end of the town centre in the run-up to Christmas. Skate hire is only 50p for a 45 minute session - opening times are on the temporary hut next to the rink.

Anglia TV are supposed to be in attendance, but they've rung and said they're on another job. I meander back along Broad Walk towards the Civic Centre, and find myself waylaid by New Look's collection of shoes. I'm in the middle of trying on a pair when the mobile phone rings - and it's Sue, my PA, to say that Anglia will be at the rink at quarter to three.

It's actually more like quarter past three when Anglia arrive; I'm beginning to freeze as solidly as the rink, and all this standing around isn't doing my burgeoning cold any good. I give a brief interview to Anglia about the rink - goodness only knows what bits they'll use or how I'll sound.

Anyway, if you're in the town centre between now and the end of the week, why not pop along to the rink and have a go?

Sunday, 9 December 2007

Hark! the herald-angels sing

The Christmas service of the women's section of the Royal British Legion takes place at St Andrew's Church at The Stow. I arrive just in time to slip into a row of seats at the back of the church before the entry of the Standards.

It's a traditional service of lessons and carols, with the MP reading the first lesson, and the minister, Rev Jim Gill, reading the last. The secretary, Elsie, reads a couple of seasonal poems that have everyone chuckling wryly. Then after a concluding carol and the retiring of the Standards, we move into the church hall for a cup of tea and a chat.

Saturday, 8 December 2007

Light Up A LIfe


The Civic Centre isn't normally open at four o'clock on a Saturday afternoon, but Les and Sandra from the council have very kindly made themselves available so that we can host the Light Up A Life ceremony organised by St Clare Hospice.

The ceremony takes place at the foot of the steps to the Gibberd Gallery, around the Christmas tree and - fittingly for an event for remembering loved ones - the Family Group statue.

I welcome everyone to the event; then Melanie from St Clare talks about the work of the hospice, and lay reader Angela leaders the ceremony, with a couple of carols, a reading and a couple of short prayers during which the lights on the tree are lit. I use the moment to remember my parents, who died in 2003 and 2006 respectively - just as everyone present remembers someone close to them.

Rain stops play

Among the aisles at Sainsbury's this morning, I receive a call from Justin at Pets' Corner, to say that in view of the rain, the afternoon's Nativity Play has been postponed for a week, to Saturday 15 December. A shame for me, as I won't be around then to open the event and present certificates - I'm popping home to Jersey for a few days to see relatives before Christmas - but better than getting water in the electrical equipment.

Friday, 7 December 2007

O Come All Ye Faithful

Nick and I have been invited to the Epping Forest District Carol Service, at Loughton Methodist Church. It's a light, airy modern building on Loughton High Road, and the service is well attended. We sit with Mayors and Chairs from the county council and surrounding districts and boroughs, and at seven o'clock the service starts.

After an introduction and welcome from Epping Forest chairman Cllr Caroline Pond, the minister leads the proceedings. The church's own singers play a leading part in the service, but the choir of eighteen children from Alderton Junior School in Loughton are clearly the stars of the show, with a couple of modern Christmas songs accompanied on the piano.

Caroline wants to use the service to let people know about Operation Christmas Child, and we're shown a very moving film about the project. Children all over the world receive a Christmas shoe box, packed with small gifts by a giver here in the UK - often the only present the children have ever received. The look of delight on their faces is truly wonderful. Last year thousands of churches, schools, groups and individuals from the UK took part in Operation Christmas Child and helped to send 1.24 million boxes to children in twelve countries.

After the service, we pile out into the entrance hall of the church for hot sausage rolls, mince pies, cake and fruit juice, and a chance to chat.

Thursday, 6 December 2007

Employ-Ability

The first mince pie of the season - at the Employ-Ability AGM at the Latton Bush Centre. Employ-Ability helps people with disabilities or mental health problems find work, and supports them through the process of job-seeking, interview and induction.

The presentation of the annual report and accounts is brought to life by a couple of real-life stories - of a young woman making a real success of employment with a neighbouring local authority; and of a young man whose placement didn't work out so well. Not every story has a happy ending - but two thirds of Employ-Ability's clients are found work, and two thirds of those are still in post further down the line.

Wednesday, 5 December 2007

Raffle!

Christmas raffle tickets are now on sale for a prize draw in aid of my chosen charity, Harlow Stroke Support Group.

The prizes include one year's free parking at the Harvey Centre, a 15 inch flat screen TV, a £30 M&S voucher, and a meal for two at the Toby Carvery. Thank you very much to the Harvey Centre management, Barratt Homes, Marks & Spencer, Toby, Kier Harlow and all the other generous donors of our prizes.

Tickets are £1 each and can be purchased from the Civic Centre or from various shops and organisations based in Wych Elm and the town centre who have kindly agreed to sell them for us. For full details of where tickets are available phone the Stroke Group on 01279 308313.

The draw will take place at the Harlow Stroke Support Group Christmas Party, which is being held on Friday 21 December 2007 at the GPCA's Abercrombie Centre on Abercrombie Way.

Tuesday, 4 December 2007

The President's Sporting Club 21st sporting lunch


While Harlow has been celebrating its 60th birthday, the President's Sporting Club is celebrating its 21st children's sporting lunch.

Over 600 disabled children and their helpers from special schools are gathered at the Sportcentre for this annual event, organised by the indefatigable Mike Jackson and his wife Helen. It's an incredible sight - not just so many children and carers seated at tables groaning with food and drink, but balloons, clowns, large animal characters and everything else a child could want. There's popcorn, and a candy floss machine; the army is here to lend a hand with the logistics; and Paradise Wildlife Park is here too, with some of its smaller animals and an owl for the children to meet and stroke.

Celebrities including dedicated club president Frank Bruno are here to present awards to children who have been nominated for their sporting achievements at school. Many of them have overcome tremendous obstacles to take part in swimming, football, gymnastics or other sports - and are proud and delighted to meet, and be photographed with, their celebrity heroes. I find myself talking with Eamonn Martin, 1993 London marathon winner, who tells me he's been involved with the sporting lunch since the early 1990s.

After the award presentations, there's a cabaret show, with the entertainer juggling, and his assistant escaping from a padlocked box, and appearing to float in thin air. The show ends with the entertainer spinning fifteen plates simultaneously, including three balanced on sticks held in his mouth. The children are entranced, and it's a brilliant climax to their great day out.

A Rainer day

Rainer West Essex is holding an information morning today, to tell local organisations a little about what it does. I arrive at Shield House at The Pinnacles at a quarter to ten, and sit down with a cup of coffee and copy of the Rainer information pack.

At ten o'clock we start, with a presentation by the different members of Rainer staff about the various projects the organisation undertakes. I knew about the Advocacy project, but not about some of the other services provided by Rainer, which range from training for employment to providing a trained volunteer 'appropriate adult' to turn up on an on-call basis whenever a young person is taken to a police station, and parents or other appropriate adults aren't available to support them. Some services which are provided by Rainer elsewhere in Essex aren't yet available in Harlow; let's hope that changes, as they're clearly doing some excellent work.

Monday, 3 December 2007

117 emails

Our flight sets off a little early from Prague, so we're back in Harlow by lunchtime. I've not been able to charge up my PDA while we've been away, so when I switch on my computer I find 117 emails waiting for me. It's good to be back ...

Sunday, 2 December 2007

A day out in Prague

Today is Sunday, and we have an opportunity for some sightseeing. Marčela and Susan meet us at ten o'clock, and we drive into the centre of Prague and up to the castle. On the way, Marčela tells us that she finally left last night's ball at four o'clock in the morning.

We walk through the castle courtyards, admiring the variety of architectural styles built up over the centuries. There's a mass in progress at St Vitus' cathedral in the castle grounds, so we can't go in. Round the corner, a local Czech artist has created an open-air 'betlem' nativity scene from straw - Joseph, Mary, the baby Jesus, cattle, wise men, everything. We walk down the steps from the castle to the street below, stopping to admire the view over the old city and the Vltava river which flows through Prague.

Marčela points out below the Charles Bridge the high point, way above the shop doorways, to which the city was flooded five years ago in 2002. Since then, flood barriers have been installed. We walk the length of the Charles Bridge, lined with artists and street performers, and find the spot where you have to put your hands and feet just so in order to make a wish.

Lunch - onion soup and goulash for me - is at a typical Prague restaurant, whose walls are lined with cartoons featuring a popular beer-drinking Czech cartoon character. Of course the words are in Czech, but some - mostly the very impolite ones - need no translation!

There's a bustling Christmas market in the old square, and we have an hour to tour all the different stalls, full of Christmas decorations and Christmas gifts. We manage to resist more of the hot mead and mulled wine, but can't leave without trying a trdelnik - sweet dough wrapped on large metal rods, barbecued over coals, slid off the rods so that they're about the size and shape of a wide bangle, and rolled in sugar.

On the way home, we're dropped for last minute shopping at Prague 15's shopping mall, about five years old now, with a large Interspar supermarket, and lots of smaller shops; and we take the tram back to our room.

In the evening, we're collected from our hotel just before six o'clock for the final event of our trip - a dinner at a restaurant a little way outside Prague 15 district, called, unpronounceably, U Srbu. I comment once again to Marčela that the Czech language seems to have only a passing relationship with the concept of the vowel.

The Mayor is hosting the dinner, and welcomes us once again to his district. I reply - in English translated by Marčela - thanking him for our Prague friends' hospitality, and for the opportunity to see so much of what goes on in Prague 15. There are thirteen of us round the table, including the Mayor and his wife, Prague 15's deputies and their partners, and their Chief Executive. Over dinner, Marčela and I have another opportunity to discuss new ways in which the relationship between Harlow and Prague 15 could move forward, to involve more residents and create opportunities for mutual understanding and learning, particularly for children and young people.

We exchange gifts with our hosts, wish each other a merry Christmas, and head back to our hotel for a good night's sleep before the journey back to Harlow tomorrow.

Saturday, 1 December 2007

Tour of Prague 15


Our first full day in Prague begins with a visit to Rainbow Services - not Harlow's well-known organisation of the same name, but the Rainbow centre in Prague 15 district. It's an amazing facility, consisting of workshops offering a variety of opportunities for people with learning difficulties.

There's a ceramics workshop, with painted tiles and fridge magnets and - very suitably for this time of year - little pottery nativity scenes, called 'betlems' (for Bethlehem). There's a textiles room, with woven items, printed scarves and t-shirts, and jewellery; and a room for making items from paper and card. There's a laundry, a garden items centre, and of course a kitchen and café. We're introduced to the centre manager, and given a tour of the workshops, with the chance to buy some of the items made on the premises as souvenirs and Christmas gifts; followed by coffee and home-made cakes in the centre café, where we hear from the manager how the centre is funded and staffed.

It's time to make a move, and we head off to see the sporting and leisure facilities that are used by our Harlow young people when they go over to Prague on their exchange visits. There are tennis courts and football pitches, all overlooking glorious woodland, with small wooden huts providing basic accommodation. There's a newly-opened restaurant, where we are treated to lunch.

In the afternoon, the local ecological centre is holding an afternoon event to celebrate Christmas. It's based in some old former farm buildings in the old part of Prague 15, old Hostivař, which is to the rest of Prague 15 a little like Old Harlow is to our new town. We're welcomed to the open-air event with a small glass of traditional hot mead, or honey wine, and a small paper cone of roasted chestnuts. We take a look round the outdoor and indoor stalls, selling beeswax candles and honey, elaborately iced biscuits, lavender pillows, dolls, cushion covers, and all varieties of traditional Czech craftware. We also have a chance to sit in the cafeteria and enjoy a glass of mulled wine and a piece of traditional cake, a little like German stollen.

At four o'clock there's an air of expectancy built up. An area of the courtyard has been roped off, a crowd has gathered round, and the outer gates to the yard have been shut. From the stage, a lady in traditional Czech costume gives an introduction in Czech, which Marčela kindly translates for us. The gates are opened, and the Christmas pageant begins, with St Martin (who, you may remember, according to legend cut his cloak in half to share with a beggar) riding in on his white horse. He's followed by other figures in the pageant, including St Lucy, St Barbara, St Ambrose - and the devil himself, who rushes round brandishing his fork and hissing at the little children. All these characters have a role to play in the traditional lead-up to a Czech Christmas - and it's a wonderful event. I can't help feeling it would be great for children at schools in Harlow and Hostivař to meet and teach each other about their Christmas customs.

It's been a busy day, so we're grateful for a brief break at our hotel, before getting changed and heading out once again, for the Prague 15 ball. We're greeted by the Mayor and his wife, with whom we exchange gifts, and settle down at Table 9 with Susan, Marčela and George. There's a band on stage to provide the music, and a couple performing a variety of Latin American dancing, before everyone then gets up to dance. Normally at this time in England we'd be settling down as a family to watch Strictly Come Dancing, a show that has just come to the Czech republic's TV screens - but tonight it's real live dancing. The Mayor asks me to dance, and I manage not to step on his feet too often, while Nick dances with Helen, one of the Prague 15 deputies who toured the Rainbow centre with us this morning.

Not too long after 11 o'clock we decide to head back to our hotel - we need to save some energy for tomorrow, after all. We've seen and learned a lot today, and there are clearly all sorts of future possibilities for links between Harlow and our friends in Prague.

Friday, 30 November 2007

A trip to Prague


The cab picks me up from the Study Centre at 11:00 to take myself and Nick to Stansted for our flight to Prague. Great Parndon Community Association has had a relationship with Prague 15 district for nearly ten years now, which the council has become a part of, and when the deputies from Prague 15 attended my Civic Dinner in October, they invited us to pay a return visit.

Susan from Prague 15, a regular visitor to Harlow now, is on the same flight as we are, and we catch up with her at the Easyjet departure gate. She's arranged a car to pick us all up at Prague airport, so when we arrive - after an hour and a half flight - we're whisked off to the hotel in which our Prague hosts have kindly accommodated us during our stay.

After a couple of hours to unpack, shower and change, we're collected for a meal with Marčela and George and Susan at a nearby restaurant. Marčela is the deputy responsible for Prague 15's international relations, and her English is excellent. We enjoy a very pleasant meal, and I have a chance to ask Marčela about her views on how the relationship between Harlow and Prague 15 could develop in the future.

"There'll be no stopping of you!"

Today it's the turn of another group of young people to have their say on my aspirations project. I've already heard from Harlow Youth Council; this time, I'm meeting at the Study Centre with a group of about thirty young people from several Harlow schools.

The age range of the young people is varied - there are pupils from Latton Green primary school as well as sixth formers from the secondary schools. But the discussion soon warms up, and - though their experience of life is naturally very varied: some have done their GCSEs and are thinking about university, while others haven't even chosen a secondary school yet - there are plenty of views and ideas.

I hear about worries about the cost of going to university; some very positive views about how schools are tackling bullying; the need for more information about what opportunities are available after school.

I ask who is the most important influence on a young person - their parents? teachers? other adults? There's a variety of opinion, but it's Max from Latton Green who makes the most memorable observation of the morning. The most important person is yourself, he says - because if you really want to do something in life, "there'll be no stopping of you!".

Thursday, 29 November 2007

Aspirations

This morning I'm meeting a small group of parents, to hear their views about my project on raising aspirations for children and young people. We have a useful discussion, of which Angela from the Community Services department makes copious notes.

It's fascinating to hear different ideas coming from different members of the local community - one that crops up this morning, that hasn't done before, is a discussion about school uniforms. Are they a good thing or a bad thing? Do they discourage children from expressing and valuing their individuality - or do they help create order and discipline and avoid displays of disposable income on designer labels?

Wednesday, 28 November 2007

Phones 4 Stroke Group

When I get home from my various meetings, I'm delighted to find in my council post a cheque for £450 from the council, for Harlow Stroke Support Group. The council has recently renegotiated its mobile phone contracts, and any redundant handsets have been collected and recycled for cash, with the money going towards my nominated charity. Well done and thank you, Harlow Council staff - the Stroke Support Group will I know make excellent use of the money.

Breathe Easy

I've heard people talk about something being "as natural as breathing", but there are some people for whom this is far from straightforward. This morning I'm seeing Dennis Ramshaw from the Harlow & Epping Breathe Easy group, who wants to talk to me about lung disease in West Essex.

I'd never heard of Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD) before, but when Dennis mentions chronic bronchitis and emphysema, these are much more familiar terms.

The Department of Health is currently putting together a "National Service Framework" for COPD, which will describe the sort of care patients with these conditions should be able to expect. It'll include pulmonary rehabilitation and ongoing exercise - which also includes a chance to meet other patients with similar conditions, and to get out of the house and socialise. Lung disease can often confine people to their homes and be a very lonely experience; getting out and about can be very difficult if you've got a wheelchair and oxygen with nasal tubes, or even if your breathing is poor and you react badly to temperature changes or air quality.

The Breathe Easy group is part of the British Lung Foundation, and has been meeting regularly in Epping. It can access funding to get Harlow patients to a Harlow venue for exercise and support, but is now thinking about venues and other practicalities to make it all work. I promise to open up a discussion with the council's sports officer to see what ideas we can put together and what connections we can suggest the group makes - and also to write to the local Primary Care Trust to ask about the incidence of lung disease in Harlow.

Planning for Prague

I'm off to the Czech Republic for a few days on Friday, at the invitation of our visitors from Prague 15 district who joined us at my Civic Dinner last month.

In preparation for the visit, I've asked for a meeting with Peter Woolford from the Great Parndon Community Association - who has been responsible for the friendship with Prague 15 since it first began nearly ten years ago - together with council joint leader Cllr Chris Millington and Sue and André from the council's corporate administration team. I want to find out more about how the relationship with Prague 15 began and discuss how we might want it to develop in future.

Peter fills us in on how Prague 15 district first contacted him in 1998, and on the sporting, pre-school and other links that have developed since then. We discuss what help the council might be, in endorsing the links and thereby assisting in gaining external funding to support and develop the various activities.

I'll have the chance to discuss all this with our Prague 15 friends over the weekend, and find out what they want from our relationship. Nick tells me this morning that the weather there is likely to be dreadful. I'm always sceptical about weather forecasts (it may sound like science, but I think it's actually just a pine cone on the Met Office windowsill) but it sounds like I'm going to need to pack a raincoat and stout boots.

Sunday, 25 November 2007

If you go down to the woods today


Yet another landmark in Harlow's 60th birthday celebrations is the unveiling of a new entrance board at Parndon Wood Nature Reserve, and the planting of some trees - which is also timely as it's currently National Tree Week. I've been asked to do the honours, and to arrive suitably dressed.

Darren, the council's biodiversity manager, is there to greet me, and introduces me to the Harlow Conservation Volunteers, who are on a well-deserved tea break in the conservation centre at the reserve. They tell me all about their work, not just at Parndon Wood, but also at Marshgate Spring, Hawkenbury, and even as far out as Stansted. Their fortnightly Sunday schedule is written up on the whiteboard in the kitchen, and certainly looks varied.

The local press photographer arrives just before one o'clock, and with the help of Julia (nine) and Gemma (five) I unveil the entrance board. It's been made by local art group Creative Space, working with prints done by local children, and is a very attractive and welcoming feature of the entrance to the reserve.

Then it's up to the top of the ridge line between Harlow and Epping, up beyond the top of the crematorium, where the new Sixty Year Wood is being planted to join up Hospital & Risdens Wood with Parndon Wood. Again with Julia and Gemma's help, I plant one of the new trees; then we have a photograph with the conservation volunteers and the new "Harlow 60 Years Wood" nameboard carefully carved by Andrew, one of the conservation volunteers.

On the way down, Darren tells me a little about the history of the wood, including the fact that in the early years of World War II a V2 landed in the wood, leaving a crater. We're also lucky enough to see some of the deer, and Gemma and Julia are excellent guides, telling me about the hides and what you can see from them. The nature reserve also sells charcoal, and can be used for children's birthday parties.

Finally, I meet Sandra, who has come along for the day to try a bit of volunteering to see if it suits her. Who knows, it might be something for you, too?

Friday, 23 November 2007

The abolition of slavery


If you thought the abolition of slavery was an event that happened in the history books, you'd be wrong. It's chilling to think that today, in the modern age, over 25million people are enslaved - working for no money, and under conditions of confinement and physical oppression.

The Co-operative Group has asked me to host a film show at the Civic Centre about the subject of modern day slavery. Before we see the film, we have a chance to try some Fairtrade wine, and visit displays by the local Fairtrade group, the local branch of Amnesty, and Anti-Slavery International.

I introduce Julia from the Co-operative Group, who then introduces Graham from Anti-Slavery International. Graham provides a brief explanation of the issue of modern day slavery, and what is being done to combat it.

The film itself tells some dreadful and moving stories. Young men from Mali drift across the border into the Ivory Coast looking for work, and find themselves trapped and enslaved in cocoa plantations, gathering the cocoa crop for export to the west as confectionery, drinking chocolate and flavouring. A group of young men who have been found and freed are interviewed about their experience. One of them says that despite slaving for years for nothing in the plantations, he has never actually tasted chocolate. Asked how he feels about people eating the chocolate made by his slave labour, he says "I feel as if they are eating my flesh".

Little children from the poor areas of Bihar in northern India are kidnapped and transported hundreds of miles away from their families to slave over twenty hours a day in appalling conditions at the carpet looms, producing rugs for export to the west. One distraught couple haven't seen their little boy for five years since he disappeared one day; he is always in their thoughts and they have tried desperately to find him, but to no avail. During the course of the film, a team of investigators locate some illegal looms, complete with enslaved child workers, and mum and dad are reunited with their little boy. Another man, also searching for his son, isn't so lucky.

A group in Washington, in the shadow of the White House, is working to help women kept by wealthy families as domestic slaves - to the complete ignorance of neighbours who don't even know it's happening. And, shockingly for us, the same is also the case in London. These young women have lost all confidence, all sense of self-worth, and even when they're discovered and freed, or manage to escape, they're still fearful.

The film was made before one of the fastest growing slave industries, the trafficking in young Eastern European women exported as forced prostitutes to the West.

There is good news amidst all the horror, though. The Fairtrade mark, of course, means we can buy chocolate and other items knowing that no slave labour has been involved in their production. (And 90 per cent of non-Fairtrade chocolate, the film tells us, is likely to have been made with some slave labour). The Rugmark, promoted in the film by B&Q, is a similar guarantee for rugs - something I didn't know about beforehand. And of course, there's the ongoing work of groups like Amnesty and Anti-Slavery International.

It's a fascinating evening, and concludes with more wine and a buffet, over which we get a chance to chat. One of the guests at tonight's show is local author Hazel Lake, who has just co-written a book about William Smith MP, Florence Nightingale's grandfather, who lived in Harlow with his wife and ten children while he worked with William Wilberforce to help abolish slavery. There is an exhibition of pictures and documents about Smith's work, that can be seen after 10:00 am until Tuesday 27 November, at 50 Herons Wood (telephone 01279 424909).

I'm also reminded by Cliff from Harlow Co-operative Development Agency, who has helped organise the event, to give a plug to HarlowPortal, the new information site set up by Harlow CDA. Which I've now done.

Tuesday, 20 November 2007

Toys 'R' Us

I've got an appointment with the deputy manager at Toys 'R' Us, again to talk about my aspirations project. Embarrassingly, when I get there I find that Craig had the meeting in his diary for the previous week - there's obviously been a misunderstanding, and I apologise profusely, but Craig is kind enough to take some time out of his busy day to talk to me.

The run-up to Christmas really is busy in a toy store - especially with the Nintendo Wii, which I gather is in far more demand than the supplies will allow. (I mention this to the cab driver who takes me home after the meeting, and he tells me about all the difficulties Santa appears to having in getting a Wii for his children this year).

Craig and I talk about work experience, and management opportunities in the store, but the conversation also turns to leisure opportunities for young people, and the need for them to be encouraged to join local groups like scout and cadets, so that they're doing something positive with their time and learning things, rather than just hanging around in public places late into the evening. It's interesting that the same themes seem to be cropping up time and again in the conversations I have.

Monday, 19 November 2007

Youth Council

This evening it's the turn of Harlow's Youth Council to give me their views on my 'raising aspirations' project. With the aid of a distinctly wobbly flipchart, I explain to them what it's all about, and ask for their comments on the issues I've raised. They've certainly got some useful observations to make, on careers information, on bullying, on the options available for GCSE and A Level, and plenty more besides. It's been a very useful meeting, and I promise to meet them again before the project is finished, to let them know how it's going.

Sunday, 18 November 2007

St John Ambulance

To my shame, despite having lived in Harlow for over twenty-five years, I've never before set foot in the church of St Mary at Latton in Mark Hall. That's rectified today, however, as I've been invited to the St John Ambulance nursing division service. Seven new cadets are being enrolled; one member of the division is receiving her Grand Prior award; and Ian Jackson is being instituted as President of the local division.

The church is charming, and while the organ plays before the event begins I glance at the plaques on the walls - short stories of people's lives in the eighteenth century when the building was the parish church. One lady, a widow from Kent, remarried and lived to a ripe old age to be buried with her vicar son. Another is too far away to read clearly, but did she really bear five children before dying at the age of 26?

I hadn't given much thought to the history of the St John Ambulance, but it goes back a long way, to a religious order in the time of the Crusades. The service reflects this, with the promise made by the new cadets, and the Code of Chivalry repeated by all members of the division during the service.

After the service, we adjourn to the church hall, where the cadets are all inspected, and certificates are presented. Over tea, I have a chance to catch up with people I didn't know were involved with St John Ambulance - including Eve, who sold me my BlackBerry in the local T-Mobile shop, and Ami, who was at school with my son Tom.

It's great to see young people learning skills, taking responsibility and doing something worthwhile with their spare time. All credit to them.

Friday, 16 November 2007

Dinner is served


Nick and I have been very kindly invited by the Chairman of Essex County Council to dinner in Chelmsford. County councillor Gerard McEwen is holding two dinners, one tonight and one at the end of the month - so tonight we meet up with the first half of the Essex district 'mayors and chairs'.

The venue for the dinner is a delightful, unassuming terraced house in the centre of Chelmsford. You'd walk past it without a glance if you didn't know any different, but in fact it has quite a history. It was used to house the visiting judges who came round to preside over the Assizes - the court sittings that heard the serious cases and passed sentence on the county's reprobates. And it's still used by visiting judges to this day - as well as being licensed for weddings.

It's a beautiful and spacious property inside, and we're a small dinner party of a dozen or so - the mayors and chairs (plus spouses) of Tendring, Uttlesford, and Castle Point; the deputy mayor of Chelmsford and her husband; Nick and myself; and of course Gerard and his wife. It's a very enjoyable evening, and yet another insight into some of the history of our county.

Employment Forum

If it's not one Forum, it's another. Today it's the Employment Forum at the SAS Radisson hotel at Stansted Airport. I've decided to go along because I thought I'd make some contacts who will be useful for my 'raising aspirations' project.

And I'm absolutely right. The presentations - from BAA Stansted HR Director Murray Thomas, deputy chairman of the regional development agency George Kieffer, Terry Youll of the local Learning & Skills Council, Phil Young from consultancy Urban Futures, Mick Hadgraft of UnionLearn, BAA's Valda Edmunds and Urban Futures' Steve Delaney - are interesting and thought-provoking.

Almost every speaker uses the word 'aspiration' in their presentation. Learning and skills and aiming higher really is going to be important in our region. We're told today that the number of jobs requiring no skills or qualifications will fall over the coming years from 4 million to only half a million; but that more than a third of East of England residents fail to achieve a Level 2 (equivalent to five good GCSEs) qualification. The East of England has the lowest rate of apprenticeships in England - and the lack of apprenticeship opportunities is a theme that's recurring over and over again as I talk to people about my project.

But as usual in these events, it's the conversations over coffee and a buffet lunch at the end that really add value to the event. I meet up with people I haven't seen for years - like the former deputy head at my children's school. And I meet new people too, and fill my handbag with their business cards and my head with new ideas for the project.

Wednesday, 14 November 2007

'Invest in Harlow'

The Harlow Business Forum was the first group to whom I presented my proposals for a project on raising aspirations for children and young people - so I'm pleased to have the opportunity to report back to them on how it's going. I've chaired the Forum for a few years now, and it's something I enjoy.

It's been a busy working day, so I arrive at the Latton Bush Centre almost on the dot for four o'clock and not a moment earlier - just at that point where the organisers start getting worried looks on their faces and thinking "Should we give her a call? Did she go to the wrong place?" Their relief when I turn up is palpable.

The theme of today's meeting is 'Invest in Harlow', to coincide with Enterprise Week. I'm first on the agenda, and my PowerPoint presentation doesn't go too badly, except that in emailing it to the council system, some of the ticks I've put on some of the pages show up as the number 4 instead, which looks a bit bizarre. Never trust computers ...

I tell the participants about the advisory group I've set up, the visits I've done to date, and those I have planned. We have an interesting discussion about whether some organisations could get together to do something about helping and encouraging young people into management training opportunities in the town - something I'll want to pursue with those concerned later, to make sure we don't miss an opportunity.

Charlie Wheeldon, programme manager for Young Enterprise, then talks about some of her work locally, and introduces Cloud 9, a team of students from St Mark's School who have set up business running dance classes at the school. Joanna Beaumont from the council gives her regular report on the various regeneration projects in the town, prompting a lively question and answer session. And finally, we spend forty minutes or so in small groups discussing how we want the Business Forum to develop over the next year.

I'd love to stop for the usual buffet and chat, but I've just time for a quick sandwich at six o'clock, as I've got to dash home before going out to another meeting.

Monday, 12 November 2007

Young People of the Year

Young people don't always get a positive press, according to Tony Gearing, founder of Young People of the Year Ltd. Over seventy per cent - nearly three quarters - of stories about young people in the media are negative: ASBOs, hoodies, binge drinking.

The aim of Young People of the Year is to reveal, recognise and reward positive young role models. Tonight is the Essex awards in Chelmsford, and all the mayors and chairs of Essex councils have been invited, along with the Lord Lieutenant of Essex, nominators, families, friends and, most importantly, the Essex young finalists themselves.

There are fourteen finalists, of whom Harlow has provided two - not bad for one of the smallest districts in Essex. I'm delighted and privileged to speak with Neil Crouch, who runs Mike's Den, a club for disabled people in Partridge Road; and to have my photograph taken with Saskia Burnett, aged 11, who despite her own difficulties has spent endless time and energy raising money for St Clare's Hospice.

During the evening, we hear the stories of the fourteen finalists, who have all achieved amazing things, often in the face of incredible obstacles. They're all worthy winners, and a real inspiration to us all.

Sunday, 11 November 2007

A day to remember


Remembrance Sunday starts at 10:30 at Netteswell Cross. By the time I arrive, there's already a crowd gathered, and after chatting with members of the Legion, I take my place next to the Civic wreath. Revd Albert Watson leads the service, and Chris Enright does the reading.

The names of the men of Netteswell parish who were killed in the First and Second World Wars: Cyril Riley, Francis Riley, Tom Riley, Henry Belbin, George Cordell, Alfred Winch, Joseph Calver, Alfred Hale, Lee Lewis, Charlie Thompson, William Wheatley, John Wood; RH Genesis DFM, LN Elvis, AR Hyles, JA Knight, CE Linsell, KP Searl. And, of course, today is especially a day to remember Private Robert Foster, who gave his life in Afghanistan only a few weeks ago.

I'm first to lay a wreath at the foot of the cross, followed by the MP, political party representatives, youth councillors and representatives of different branches of the services. At the end of the service, the MP and I stand together for the march past - "eyes right!"

Over coffee kindly provided by the Greyhound pub afterwards, everyone agrees that there have been more people at the service than in previous years - whether down to the ongoing conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan, the recent loss of a young man from our own community, the publicity given to the new national services memorial in Staffordshire, we don't know, but we all agree it's a good thing that we remember those who have given their lives in the cause of our liberty.

In the evening, the Playhouse is hosting a Festival of Remembrance, as it has done for several years. The hire of the theatre is expensive, and I've been approached for a donation from my Chairman's budget towards the cost of the event - a request I'm certainly more than willing to agree to.

Nick and I arrive at seven, and greet Legion members and others in the bar. We're joined tonight by the Lord Lieutenant of Essex, Lord Petre. The event kicks off promptly, with a range of hymns, marches, more modern film music, and a singalong of World War II favourites. The Harlow Concert Band is the mainstay of the evening, with the Salvation Army Singing Company also providing an interlude of modern religious songs.

Revd Albert Watson is in attendance again, providing a comic 'dramatic presentation' as well as more serious food for thought. And an explanation is given of the meaning of some of the standards which are borne on and off during the evening. Lord Petre gives a short speech, and remarks that, at this event too, the numbers are greater than usual. It's good to know that, at the going down of the sun, and in the morning, we will very much remember them.

Tuesday, 6 November 2007

Project planning

I've a meeting with Lynn, the council's Head of Community, at half past four, to catch up on my 'raising aspirations' project. There are still more visits and meetings to be organised, and I draft out a flyer that I want produced and circulated to promote the project and to seek as much information and input as possible. I'm very aware that we only have six months left to complete this piece of work - like Andrew Marvell in his poem To His Coy Mistress,

"at my back I always hear
Time's winged chariot hurrying near"

All right, so that's a poem by someone wanting to get his mistress into bed, and I'm wanting to get my project completed, which is rather different, but you get my drift.

All in a good cause


Sue and Anne in the office have finished counting and bagging all the money kindly donated towards my Chairman's charity by residents at last night's bonfire. There's £650 all in aid of Harlow Stroke Support Group.

I've got a meeting with Jean from the Stroke Support Group this morning, to talk about our fundraising efforts for the next few months - and she's as pleased as I am with last night's public generosity.

Breakfast is served

At 00.01 hours this morning, the Council was finally allowed to tell everyone the news we'd been required to keep under wraps for weeks - that we are no longer a Poor authority, but a Good one. The inspection result has been a real boost for everyone, and we're celebrating today by providing breakfast for all staff.

It's really good to get together with people from all sorts of council services, and share the good news and the external, independent recognition of the council's achievements. There is of course a cake, cut by one of the council's joint leaders, and after breakfast I join the council's chief executive and senior officers for the beginning of their tour of the council's various offices, bringing biscuits and chocolates - so much fat and sugar that I joke that it's part of our Healthy Harlow initiative.

It's really fantastic news, and everyone I meet this morning has a spring in their step and a smile on their face.

Monday, 5 November 2007

Firestarter


It is the annual duty of the Chairman of Harlow Council to light the bonfire in the Town Park at quarter past seven, as part of the 5 November celebrations. After a short walk from the control tent, I'm provided with some stout gloves for the purpose, and handed a flaming brand to do the deed. There's a hollowed out space in the pile of pallets with some diesel-soaked rags, and once the flame touches these they start burning very quickly.

The wind has changed, and is blowing from the north-west - the flames are blowing towards the top of the showground, with embers showering down, so spectators quickly move away from that section of the barrier round the bonfire. In the old days, I'm told, the bonfire would burn for a couple of days, but now it's constructed differently and burns out more quickly - and safely.

The fireworks display at quarter to eight is spectacular, with bangs and flashes and colours and sparkles, and my daughter Georgina and I enjoy it immensely. At one point, a firework erupts into a white heart shape in ithe sky, and I'm entertained by the sound of fifteen thousand people simultaneously saying "Aaah".

After the event, staff working on the event, along with members of the Rotary Club who have very kindly given their evening to shake collecting buckets for my Chairman's Charity, are offered hot refreshments nearby; organiser Gill is the last to arrive at just before ten o'clock. I greet and thank everyone who has taken part in making the evening such an excellent occasion for everyone.

Saturday, 27 October 2007

Christmas is coming

Forgive me, father, for while doing my grocery shopping at the supermarket this afternoon I bought the family a chocolate Yule log - a full 59 days before Christmas. The only mitigating circumstance I can plead is that it was half price, because it was 'best before' 29 October. I know there have been Christmas puddings in the shops for weeks, but what is the world coming to when a Christmas grocery item can actually be time-expired two months before Christmas Day?

And as chairman, the invitations to Christmas services and receptions and events of all kinds have started to trickle in from around the county. Ding dong merrily on high ...

All ability sports and leisure

The sport centre at Mark Hall School has been opened today for an all ability sports and leisure taster day. The event has been organised by a group called All Ability Sports & Leisure, who are linked to Active Harlow. The group is intending to organise multi sport clubs, athletics and pan disability football, as well as some taster sessions for adults with special needs.

It's amazing what's on offer. Particularly popular are the specially adapted cycles available for trying out on the athletics track - there are single user models, side-by-side or tandems, three-wheelers, some powered by hands rather than feet, some by walking rather than pedalling. A team of wheelchair basketball players is going to give a demonstration. There's trampolining and judo.

But it's the videos of wheelchair ballroom dancing that really grab my attention. There are fourteen wheelchair ballroom dancing tutors in the country, and two regular clubs - our nearest being in Southend. I'm introduced to the Southend tutors, who are clearly passionate about what they do - and a newly-interested Harlow couple who have to travel across the county to Southend to take part. The tutor is keen to see a group established in Harlow if he can find a suitable free venue for it; and while we're talking a young dance teacher turns up who is eager to help.

I also find myself chatting to a stallholder who's come all the way from Surrey to promote adaptive fashion for people with disabilities. Coats, track suits, tops and vests that really work for wheelchair users or people with gastrostomy tubes. There are even lovely little shaped patches that you can iron on to vests and tops and then cut out the fabric in the middle without risk of fraying, so that tubes are easy to fit and you can still look the height of fashion.

So whatever your ability or disability, there should be some way in which you can get involved in sport and leisure - sports development officer Helen Offord at Harlow Council can advise.

Wednesday, 24 October 2007

Happy Birthday


I've been privileged to receive an invitation to the 50th birthday celebrations of the local Women's Section of the Royal British Legion, at St Andrew's Church.

The event is being marked by a social afternoon, and I get the chance to chat with members of the Women's Section, as well as Normandy Veterans, members of the Royal Naval Association and others. As the years go by, the number of WWII veterans is declining, but - like myself - several people present saw the lunchtime TV news launching the Poppy Appeal, with a young man of 22 blinded in the conflict in Afghanistan reminding us that he too is a veteran, and that the need for organisations supporting current and former service men and women and their families is as great as ever.

There are plenty of interesting stories being told, not only about life in the forces, but also about the early years of the town. People remember the Stow being built, and how it only had a butcher's shop to begin with, so they had to walk over to Old Harlow for fruit and vegetables - though there was a delivery van.

There'll be a 50th anniversary service on Sunday, and of course the Poppy Appeal is getting under way, so things promise to be very busy from now to Christmas. There's been a special 50th anniversary rectangle sewn onto the Women's Section standard, and president Margaret cuts the 50th birthday cake.

The afternoon flies by - it's been a pleasure and a privilege spending time with some of Harlow's pioneer citizens.

Tuesday, 23 October 2007

The Apprentice


I'm still pursuing my project about raising aspirations for children and young people, so today we have a photocall. Kier Harlow, who provide environmental, street scene and housing repairs for the council, have just taken on ten new apprentices.

They're the first apprentices for many, many years to be taken on for council work, so there's an air of excitement not just among the apprentices themselves, who started work three weeks ago, but among the older tradesmen too. And it's good to see several young women as well as young men in the contingent.

Monday, 22 October 2007

Youth Council hustings

We're in the middle of an election campaign at the moment - for the young people of Harlow to choose who will be their Youth Councillors for the coming two years.

The Civic Centre is full of teenagers, all taking part in the process of preparation for the elections. At noon they're gathered in the Council Chamber, where alongside contributions from youth councillors Georgina and Perry, representatives of all three political groups and the Chief Executive of the council have been invited to speak for five minutes each. I've also been invited as Chairman of the Council.

The Youth Council is supposed to be a non-party political organisation, and the hustings is also supposed to be a non-party political event. I tell the young people a little about what being Chairman of the Council involves, and also what I hope they will be able to give to, and gain from, the position of Youth Councillor.

After all the speeches have been concluded, we head downstairs to the Gibberd Gallery for a photocall and a sandwich lunch. It's good to see so many young people eager to take part in the Youth Council and represent young people's views.

Sunday, 21 October 2007

Poppies

If you've been reading my diary of the last couple of weeks, bearing in mind that around all of that I'm trying to fit two part-time jobs, a family, and being a regular local ward councillor and politician, you'll have some idea of the state that my house is in.

I've had one civic invitation for today - a civic service in Havering - but because my son is back in Harlow for a rare weekend I've offered my vice chairman the opportunity to attend. Today is therefore a great opportunity to blitz the house. In between the dishes, the laundry, the chucking-out for the charity shop/recycling/next boot sale etc, I do however manage to pen the following quick letter to the Harlow Star, Herald and Citizen - and I hope it gets published this Thursday.

"Sir,-

Saturday 27 October sees the start of the Royal British Legion's 2007 Poppy Appeal. As Chairman of Harlow Council, I hope you will allow me to use your columns to ask the community of Harlow once again for its support for the Appeal.

Since 1921 the mission of the Royal British Legion has been to safeguard the welfare, interests and memory of those who are serving or who have served in the Armed Forces. The annual Poppy Appeal provides the main source of funds for this work, which assists over 300,000 people each year.

Following a detailed analysis of the ex-service community and its needs, the Legion is developing a welfare programme to reflect the findings of the report. This will involve reaching out to many more people who are entitled to the Legion's help, and introducing additional welfare services - all of which costs money.

Through the generosity of the public, including residents of Harlow, the 2006 Poppy Appeal raised almost exactly £26 million, all of which is being well used. This year, the Royal British Legion hopes that our community will be similarly generous in its support. I shall be asking the Council to make poppies available within its premises. If you are over 16 years of age, you might wish to be a Poppy Appeal volunteer - if so, please call 0800 085 5924.

Yours faithfully,

Cllr Lorna Spenceley
Chairman of Harlow Council"

Friday, 19 October 2007

Goodbye to all that

There's a brief gathering on the mezzanine floor of the Civic Centre at two o'clock to say farewell to Nick Cave, the council's Head of Policy & Performance, who is off to a new job elsewhere in local government and will be much missed.

I've just time to pop in for twenty minutes before heading off to the eye test I've booked at Dollond & Aitchison, where to my delight I'm told that I no longer have a prism in my left eye and can therefore have varifocals - no more mucking about with different pairs of glasses and looking like Professor Branestawm.

All must have prizes


I've already given out a clutch of certificates this week, for long service to the council, but this lunchtime is another event - the presentation of certificates to staff who have achieved national qualifications during the year.

It's something I feel strongly about, and I'm glad to see so many council staff taking up the opportunity for lifelong learning. I did an MBA with the Open University myself a few years ago, while in full time employment - it's a demanding thing to do, fitting in reading, essays, revision and exams around the day job and the demands of family life, so I know the hard work and sacrifice it entails.

There are a range of qualifications represented today - a clutch of team leader qualifications for staff in Contact Harlow, Community Services and Human Resources; specific qualifications in environmental health, programme management, risk management, housing, early years, data protection and freedom of information, IT management, and parking attendance; a British Sign Language qualification, a business administration NVQ, and a Bachelor of Science degree.

I say a few words, as does the council's Chief Executive, and then I present each successful staff member with their certificate, before we head downstairs for a group photograph and sandwich lunch.

Well done to Bess Sayers, Michael Pitt, Naren Lathigra, Stacey Randall, Moira Bridge, Pat Hanks, Les Ayers, Sue Howell, Sandra Dicker, Joanne Penney, Kim Dowse, Sue Apps, Diane Butler, Janet Jackson, Adrienne Berry, Sheila Underdown, Marie Bentley, Declan White, Peter Matthews, Julia Watson and Peter Bourn.

The best days of our lives

It's a while since I've had time to visit my Charity, the Harlow Stroke Support Group, so I'm very pleased to have the chance this morning. I get a slapped wrist from organiser Jean - for not remembering to bring a photograph of me when I was young, for the photo board - but I gather I'm not the only one who's forgotten.

Jean's prepared some photocopied question sheets for the group members as a prompt for conversation - on memories of school days. Some can fill them in quite easily, but for others like the gentleman I'm sitting with it's a real struggle; it's not easy to answer a question like 'What were school dinners like?' when your only spoken vocabulary is three short phrases, none of them meaningful. But we get there, with some give and take - like that old radio show Twenty Questions, I have to remember to ask questions with either Yes or No answers, and interpret the answers on the basis of gesture, facial expression and tone of voice as much as anything.

Jean has brought a 1970's promotional leaflet for Harlow, which is a useful aid to conversation - I point to the pictures of places like BP, the old Harlow College, and the station, and we have the best conversation we can about them.

The handmade rug I first saw a few months ago is still being worked on, and I join a group of ladies and gentlemen who are chatting away really happily. We end up talking about cigarettes - being able to buy a small twist of tobacco wrapped in paper if you didn't have the money for a full packet; mums and dads catching their children smoking and making them chain-smoke till they were sick, as a deterrent.

I have to leave just after twelve, as lunch is being served, but it's been another brilliant morning with a lovely group of people.

Thursday, 18 October 2007

Full Council

I've already spent all day in the Civic Centre in a meeting for something called a 'Performance Pact' (where do they get these names?), so I've only a couple of hours before I have to turn round and go back, as it's Full Council tonight.

There's the usual half past six pre-meeting for the chairman and group leaders with the Chief Executive, legal officer and clerk, to make sure everything's clear and we know what we're doing. It's a light evening tonight - no questions or petitions from the public, no motions for debate, and only one question from a councillor.

The Full Council convenes at eight o'clock, and after apologies for absence, declarations of interest, and minutes of previous council meetings, we move on to Communications from the Chairman. I have two - the first of course is the council's tribute to late councillors Jack Jesse and Roy Collyer, as it's the first regular Full Council meeting since their deaths. Members from each of the groups say a few words about Jack and Roy, and then I call on everyone to stand for a minute's silence.

The second is to report to the Council the award we have received from APSE, the Association for Public Service Excellence, for the Mia Court self-build housing scheme on the site of former garages at Ryecroft, and to commend the councillors and officers responsible.

There's a contested election for the Council's nomination to the Harlow Children & Young People's Strategic Partnership; the councillor's question is answered, and we note the minutes of recent council committee meetings. There is no urgent business, so the meeting is over in 21 minutes.

Tuesday, 16 October 2007

567 years at the council


27 members of Harlow Council staff have each clocked up 21 years of employment with the council. If my pocket calculator isn't telling me fibs, that's 567 years between them, impressive in anybody's money.

Almost all of them are gathered at the Civic Centre to receive their long service certificates. In each case their manager has written something about them - the story of their service for the council, a description of what they get up to in their spare time, an amusing anecdote or team in-joke. As Chairman, I get the very pleasurable job of reading out the citations and presenting the staff with their certificates.

The mixture of experience is varied - there are administrative staff, accountants, housing officers, benefits staff, a parking attendant, an environmental health officer, and a whole lot more. All have been with the council equally long, and all receive equal recognition tonight.

Well done and thank you to Sandra Barnes, Laura Bater, Wayne Boreham, Karen Capon, Daryl Clucas, Richard Criddle, Jacqueline Davies, Susan Fletcher, Lesley Ford, Jane Greer, Elizabeth Haydon, Sara Hynes, Belinda Jewell, Chris Kisbey, Stephen Leonard, Tracey Marchant, Mary McCabe, Joe McGill, Maureen Merrion, Dean Pengilley, Michael Pitt, Martin Rickett, Marysia Rudgley, Lynn Seward, Anita Shearman, Christine Street and Jane Willcox.

Works of art


A visit from my brother - the proprietor of an art gallery in Lincolnshire - is a great opportunity to take him on a tour of some of Harlow's art hotspots. Top of the list is of course Parndon Mill, where Sally and Roger do us proud with a tour of the gallery and studios, and we get to meet some of the artists, architects and others who rent space there, and see some of the work in hand on the sculpture trail.

We've just time for a quick stop in the town centre, so we pop in to the Gibberd Gallery to see the Sir Frederick Gibberd watercolour collection and the current temporary exhibitions. From the civic centre windows I point out the Rodin Eve sculpture in the Water Gardens, and the Elizabeth Frink boar. Brother is seriously impressed at the amount of art happening in Harlow - something we perhaps take for granted when it's around us all the time.

Women's Day preparations

Saturday 8 March 2008 is International Women's Day, and I've been invited to be involved in a local event organised by Harlow Women's Network.

Annoyingly, as every year, the Day clashes with my political Spring Conference weekend, which I have to attend as an employee. However, I and a couple of other women Chairmen of local councils have been making initial plans for an event of our own earlier in that week - so I've been invited to go along and tell the meeting of Harlow Women's Network about them at ten o'clock.

After getting thoroughly lost in the innards of Bush House at Bush Fair, I find their meeting and give them a quick report on the early stages of our plans.

Monday, 15 October 2007

Family resource collection


When I was young (and that feels further away every week) libraries were places where stern ladies with severe hairdos and glasses were employed to walk round saying "Ssshhh". How things have changed.

Today is the launch of the Family Resource Collection - a dedicated area of the library in the town centre for parents, carers and professionals. The collection contains masses of helpful things for parents - including books, videos, DVDs, information sheets and StorySacks. The collection has been funded by Harlow Education Consortium, and Harlow's new parenting practitioner or 'supernanny' Christopher Dawkins will also be on hand at various times this week to offer advice and support to local parents.

One idea that occurs to me, and which I mention to some of the staff, is whether it might be possible to set up a scheme for local parents to text their queries to our 'supernanny' - after all, not all parents will go into the library, but almost every one I've met has a mobile phone. If it ever happens, you read it here first.

The resource collection is on display all week at Harlow Central Library, and items will be available to borrow from Monday 22 October.

(By the way, have you visited the town centre library recently? I must admit it's some time since I did, and haven't things gone high tech? Instead of handing your book back to a real human lady at a desk, you have to put it on a platform where a special bar code reader can see through the pages to read what the book is; you have to confirm the title on a computer screen, and then post the book through a slot into a bin, like Paul Merton consigning something to Room 101 - whereupon you get a receipt as you would from a cashpoint. Weird.)

In the afternoon, my sister and brother visit, to sort through another family resource collection - some of our late Mum's jewellery and personal effects - and read through a large collection of family documents I didn't even know existed. These include a letter from the Foreign Office to my grandmother, a badge awarded to her by the Presidium of the Supreme Soviet of the former Soviet Union, and letters from my uncles - then aged twelve and under - to her in prison during the Nazi occupation of the Channel Islands. "Dear Mum, Can I cut up that old inner tube that I bought? Because if I can, I think I can mend that old pair of brown sandals that I have had for about two years. Hoping you are well and comfortable. I remain, ever your loving son, ... PS Please send the answer in writing, as I don't want [older sister] Stella to know anything about it."

Every family has its own resource collection, doesn't it?

Friday, 12 October 2007

Basildon Civic Dinner

It's been an absolutely crazy day, preparing for the conference I'm organising (for work). I'm still printing frantically at ten to six, when I need to stop and get ready to go out to the Chairman of Basildon Council's civic dinner.

There's trouble on the roads, so we head across country, arriving just after seven o'clock. I'm still not completely 'unwound' when we step out of the car at the Towngate theatre, and go upstairs for Pimms and a chat with fellow mayors and chairs.

We're welcomed by Basildon chairman Cllr Geoffrey Buckenham, and take our seats for dinner. We're seated with the chairman of Epping Forest and her husband, and one of the senior councillors from Basildon and his wife. The meal is cooked and served by students from the local college; the rather nervous first years are doing the serving, and the second and third years the cooking. The food is excellent, and all involved can be thoroughly proud of themselves.

After the meal, I wander round chatting to other guests, while a local duo (apparently called High & Dry) entertain with a range of popular music. It's their rendition of (Show Me The Way To) Amarillo that really breaks the ice, and assorted mayors, chairs and partners can be seen dancing between the tables in one of the more surreal moments of my year so far.

Geoffrey kindly presents all the ladies with an individually wrapped bloom on departure, and then it's home to yet more printing for tomorrow's conference, into the small hours of the morning.

Thursday, 11 October 2007

GSK in the Gibberd Gallery

On my way up to a council committee meeting his evening, I get a chance to pop in to the private viewing in the Gibberd Gallery of some of the artwork owned by local company GlaxoSmithKline. There's some wonderful work on show, and it's a real pleasure to spend fifteen minutes wandering around the gallery before I head off upstairs. There's also a set of display boards with photographs of work by Creative Space, including the window jewels project I was involved with in Westgate Square, and some outdoor art at Paringdon School in my ward.

Wednesday, 10 October 2007

Work gets in the way

I've previously accepted an invitation from East Thames Housing Association to an exhibition in the Gibberd Gallery of artwork they've been involved in at Bishopsfield and Charters Cross.

As a former resident of Bishopsfield (it was our first home when we moved to Harlow in 1981) I'd have loved to go, but unfortunately since I accepted, I've been told my presence is required in Suffolk for a site visit for a conference I'm organising on Saturday in my work life.

Tuesday, 9 October 2007

Meetings

After a meeting with a constituent with a housing problem, my next meeting of the day is with Cath, the council's new Head of Regeneration. Cath has heard about my 'aspirations' project and wants to hear more about it, as - just like me - she'll also be visiting local businesses as part of her role, and we want to make sure we coordinate our visits and don't leave people with the impression that one hand doesn't know what the other is doing.

Monday, 8 October 2007

Project plan

Another meeting this morning to progress my project for the year, on raising aspiration for children and young people. A couple of people are away, so it's a small meeting, but we get plenty done, clarifying our thoughts on the scope of the project, how we contact the right people for information and input, and what the timetable is so that we can complete the report by the end of my term of office. I come away with notes to write up and lots to do.

Sunday, 7 October 2007

Halleluia, amen!


The Justice Service in Chelmsford has its roots in the old assizes, when the judges who heard the most serious cases would arrive as part of their tour of the country to sit in judgement - and the assizes would start with a church service.

Since the assizes came to an end in the 1970s, the service has been replaced by an annual Justice Service, which brings together the judges, magistrates, lawyers, mayors and chairs, and all involved in the administration of justice in Essex, under the Lord Lieutenant and the High Sheriff.

We arrive at the Crown Court just before eleven o'clock, to be arranged in our procession in an orderly fashion. We're behind Uttlesford but in front of Epping Forest, and we spend a few minutes speculating amongst ourselves about the rationale for the order in which we're placed. It's a short walk to the cathedral, which is already nearly full by the time we arrive. Seats have been reserved for the mayors and chairs near the front, so we settle in and look around - it's the first time I've been in the cathedral. There are no fewer than seven rows of judges and barristers in horsehair wigs in the centre of the congregation.

It's a traditional service, with hymns, prayers, and readings by the Lord Lieutenant and the High Sheriff. It's always a difficulty knowing what to do as a non-believer attending a religious service in an official capacity - it feels dishonest to sing and say words I don't believe in. I hum the tunes of the hymns and stay silent for the prayers. The music is wonderful, whatever one's religious beliefs or lack of them - the church in England has been such a seedbed for musical creativity throughout the centuries, and it's reflected here, from old-style chants through Handel's majestic Zadok the Priest (composed for the coronation of George II in the eighteenth century, and sung at every coronation ever since) to Benjamin Britten from the last century, and even some parts of the service written by the cathedral's present musical director to bring it all right up to date.

The sermon, by Bishop of Chelmsford John Gladwin, is short (by comparison with the hour-long lectures I remember from my days as an evangelical, anyway!) and thought-provoking, as he talks about truth and freedom and the need for the two to co-exist. I've met the Bishop on several occasions now, and have found him a very warm and humane person, with a real interest in his community, including Harlow and its future.

The service ends with the National Anthem (two verses!) and we exit to the famous Toccata by Widor. We process back to Shire Hall for a glass of wine, canapés and the chance to chat with fellow mayors and chairs and other guests.

Saturday, 6 October 2007

Czech football


After my morning visit to the Museum, I've just got time for the weekly supermarket sweep at Sainsburys before heading out to The Link to watch a football match between a local team of young people and the visiting Czech team who have come over with our Prague friends who attended my civic dinner last night.

There was a similar match this morning, which the Prague team won handsomely; but this afternoon with different teams the tables are turned and the English side wins 3:2. Marcela and Susan from Prague, and Karen from the Great Parndon Community Association, chat with me on the touchline. There's no mistaking the noise from the nearby bar when the rugby finishes and we hear the English side has thrashed the Aussies!

By the time the match is over at four o'clock, the weather has turned decidedly cold; it's been fun, but now I'm looking forward to cooking something simple, opening a bottle of wine, and settling down in front of the television to the first of the new series of Strictly Come Dancing.

Harlow recollections


I've been invited to the launch of a new book at the Museum of Harlow at 11 o'clock. Called Harlow Recollections, it's a companion to Parndon Recollections - both memoirs of life in our area before the arrival of the new town. Author Jim Priest was born in Great Parndon in 1906, and went to what was then called Harlow College - not the institution we know by that name today, but a boys' boarding school on the site of what is now Jocelyns in Old Harlow.

Parndon Recollections was published in 1980, and Jim died in 1984; the new book has been waiting a long time to be printed. Ron Bill, who has written the preface, tells us a little about the book and the development of the new town; and Alan Peacock, who knew Jim Priest from his schooldays, fills out the story a little more, and even brings along his old school tie.

Both books are on sale at the Museum of Harlow - Parndon Recollections for £1.50, and Harlow Recollections for £5.00.

Friday, 5 October 2007

Civic Dinner


The day is spent in a whirlwind of preparations for my Civic Dinner. Ten o'clock sees me in the office with my PA Sue, running through the arrangements and making sure everything is in order. We run through the event from beginning to end - ensuring we're clear about things like where the guests' coats will go and how we're going to run the charity auction.

Then it's off to get my hair done by Jodi at DG Hair; a quick stop for a lunchtime coffee at Esquires with Nick; back home to do some paid work; back into town to transfer some cash from my rather pitiful ISA into my even more pitiful current account so I can pay my bills (I've been so busy recently that I've clocked up £1,000 in work expenses that I haven't had time to claim!); then the Harvey Centre nail bar to get my nails done; Tesco for bread and milk; then home to catch up on emails and get changed and ready. Whew!

A number of guests have already arrived by the time we get to the Civic Centre, so we circulate quickly to welcome them all, and the visitors who arrive subsequently. The Essex Yeomanry are on the door downstairs to greet everyone as they come in. Upstairs, there's champagne and canapés, and a chance to show off the excellent art collection in the Gibberd Gallery. Our guests include a group of five from Prague, with whom Harlow has developed a longstanding relationship through the Great Parndon Community Association - they're here for a short visit and to play some football matches with GPCA over the weekend.

After a brief hiatus for a group photograph of all the mayors and chairs (thanks to Peter Airey for kindly supplying the one shown here), dinner is at eight o'clock - a fruit starter, a lamb main course, a raspberry meringue dessert, cheese, and coffee, all provided by our usual caterers Walkers and accompanied by Fairtrade wine. During the meal, we're entertained by Ben Robinson, a talented young pianist provided through Explosion Entertainments, who also provided the live music for my lunch at the Town Show. Sue has done wonders finding a piano for him to play, as there isn't one in the Civic Centre - and Passmores School music department has come up trumps, for which we're very grateful.

After dinner, we move to the real purpose of the evening, raising money for my Charity, the Harlow Stroke Support Group. Businesses such as the Harvey Centre and Barratt Homes have been very generous in providing auctionable items for this and future events, so we can auction a satnav (sold to the Mayor of Thurrock), an iPod Nano and a computer home cinema system.

There are plenty of prizes for the raffle, so I make sure we keep up the pace as we draw ticket after ticket. The last prize is a bottle of something which looks very powerfully alcoholic from our Prague guests - and at the end, I'm able to announce that the evening has raised £700 for the Harlow Stroke Support Group.