Thursday, 4 June 2020

Why you should oppose the latest application to change to the Barretts NIMR development

Barretts homes have submitted an application to increase the number of dwellings at the NIMR site on The Ridgeway. The details are here - https://publicaccess.barnet.gov.uk/online-applications/applicationDetails.do?activeTab=summary&keyVal=Q9728TJI0DC00
Click on the comments tab to object (or support if you think I'm talking nonsense).

Whilst the change will sadly not make the development any less of an eyesore (see this tweet with pictures taken last week), it will make more, smaller flats, at the expense of large flats designed for family groups (something which does not conform with Barnets local plan, see extracts) and will add even more traffic to the already congested Ridgeway.

It is so disappointing to see what a blot on the Totteridge Valley the Barrett’s NIMR development is becoming. In design, every expense is spared, taking no account of the surround. This is the view from the Orange Tree side of the Valley.
Just to be clear, the Barnet Council local plan recognises the need for more family housing. Here are a few excerpts from the  Barnet Council local plan

'Barnet’s Local Plan | Core Strategy | September 2012285.1.10In order to protect the suburban distinctiveness of the borough we have to make more efficient use of previously developed land. We are faced with an imbalanced housing stock with one household in three considered to under-occupy, while the demands for increased housing choice, affordable housing, and family homes to meet aspirations of home ownership are increasing'

'Our Housing Strategy emphasises that to improve choice we need to increase housing supply, including family sized homes.'

'Over 50% of residential conversions generate one bedroom units. Family homes such as those containing three bedrooms or more are likely to be generated via new-build developments.'

'Our dwelling size priorities are for family accommodation across all tenures :•For social rented housing – homes with 3 bedrooms are the highest priority•For intermediate affordable housing – homes with 4 bedrooms are the highest priority•For market housing – homes with 4 bedrooms are the highest priority, homes with 3 bedrooms are a medium priority'

'Barnet’s Core Strategy has to address the demands for family accommodation at lower densities while meeting the demands for higher densities driven by the planned growth as part of our development pipeline and housing targets in the London Plan.'

'The North London SHMA bed size requirement model, based on housing affordability according to London Plan definitions, in general supports our prioritisation of family accommodation. It shows that in the market sector there is the need for family homes of at least 2 bedrooms, in particular 4+ bedrooms. This supports our stated levels of priority. In the intermediate and social sector there is also a marked need for 4+ bedrooms as well as 2 and 3 bedrooms.'  
The new Barratts planning application states
Since planning permission was granted a number of changes have taken place,which are material to the deliverability of the approved plans for the final phase. Principally this comprises of a shift in market demand away from larger (oversized) units towards more modest sized homes, more closely aligned with Mayoral standards. In order to avoid the risk of a slowdown in the rate of housing delivery on the site (or at worst the scheme stalling), the applicant wishes to revise the scheme to make it fit for market
 This translates to "we want to build more, smaller flats on the space, rather than family spaces". I wasn't aware of the huge demographic change that meant all of a sudden, the families that needed space in 2018, when the permission was granted have magically disappeared. Where have they gone?

Whilst the planning application makes repeated references to the Mayoral plan, this is a London wide document. The Barnet plan reflects the needs in our local community. It is interesting that Barratts are much keener to refer to the Mayors plan. It says much about their commitment to our local community. Those of us who live locally and have raised families locally, want a community locally and this means provision for families.

Whilst housing is a priority, the council has a policy. We believe that there is still a responsibility to make buildings look attractive and fit in. The Totteridge Valley is one area we can all enjoy for free. During the lockdown, many young families have discovered Darlands Lake and the surrounding fields. Allowing such blocks to blot the landscape is, in my opinion, an act of cultural vandalism and a reason why I will not be voting for Sadiq Khan.
One of the small areas of solace from the development was that there were spaces for families, who would have easy access to the local schools and the local green space. Removing this will add to the traffic on the Ridgeway. Had the new plan been part of the existing submission it would have been rejected. It is simply not on for developers to submit one set of plans to get a scheme passed and then put a series of supposedly 'minor amendments' so that they end up getting what they were hoping for (bigger profits).

For me, the Barratts scheme has failed the local community in three ways. The first is that it is incredibly ugly and has not been a good addition to the Ridgeway. The second is that Barratts have taken no account of the principle of being good neighbours and have shown no consideration for the people who live and work nearby. The third is that they are trying to transform the scheme into one which does not meet the needs of the local community. Family dwellings near schools are clearly desireable.

I note, with a degree of despair that none of the local groups have bothered to comment on this plan. Do the Residents Association and the Preservation Society really have no opinion? As a community, we have a responsibility to keep fighting for what is best for our community. I will happily publish a guest blog from any local group who supports the scheme and can detail why ( so long as they have not been in receipt of funds from the developers). If there is some positive aspect of this monstrosity that I've missed, I'll be more than happy to admit I'm wrong. Sadly it seems to me that the only people who support it are people who have been on the receiving end of funds to help their pet schemes.

I'll finish with a little video filmed by my band, The False Dots, which will remind you of the sad demolition of a famous Mill Hill Landmark.

Wednesday, 3 June 2020

Rog T's Cancer Blog - We've reviewed your latest scan and.......

Anyone living with cancer, who has had a procedure and has an annual review will know what today is like. Today is the day when I got my results. In previous years, this has meant a trip to UCH, usually with Clare for moral support. This year, it took the form of a telephone consult, held in the back garden while Clare did her on line yoga lesson. I had been informed that they'd be calling at 1pm. As it was, I got the call at 12.45pm, fifteen minutes early. I wasn't expecting it, I was having a cup of tea and doing some guitar practice. It caught me rather off guard. If you've been following this particular series of blogs, you will know that I had an MRI scan at UCH early in May. You will know that I had an initial consult on the results a week later, where the I was informed that there was some 'change' and that the team would do a full review of my case at the next multi available team meeting, which was this Monday. During the call, I was reassurred that the change wasn't significant, but a biopsy may be in order. What I didn't mention was that I then had a PSA test as advised and got the result. It was up from 4.6 to 5.45. I had previously been advised that the point where there may be some concern was 5.5. My GP rang me to discuss the results and expressed a degree of concern that it was only marginally under the threshold.

This lockdown period has been a difficult time for many of us during lockdown. I have lost a much loved 89 year old aunt and two friends who were on the vulnerable list. Each has been a shock, there were three funerals that I would have been to, that I sat out. My default way to deal with such stress is threefold. I play football. You can't dwell on your problems on a football pitch. I go to the pub with mates and talk rubbish. I rehearse with my band and set up gigs. None of these options have been open to me. Instead I've been cooped up with Clare and the kids, two of which are in the process of University related exams and have stresses of their own. They have needed my support, and I haven't always felt completely able to give it, wrestling with selfish concerns about my own health. When you have dealt badly with a situation, it doesn't help you to be in the right place to deal with worries about your own health and mortality. The family recognise that in the period between scans and results I am not at my best. I am seriously thinking that next year, if I can, I will go away on my own for a couple of weeks, somewhere nice and peaceful. Don't get me wrong, 99% of the time, all has been tickety boo, but internally the turmoil has been a very different picture. Since 1988, I've suffered badly with Tinnitus, and this is especially bad when I don't drink. At times of stress, it is at its worst. I don't drink for 3or 4 days a week and it has sounded like the M1 motorway has relocated to my head. Ironically the lockdown has reduced the usual backdrop of traffic, so it has been even more noticeable. I made a point of making last night an alcohol free night. Whilst alcohol helps with some aspects, it also lowers the threshold at which I get annoyed. I've learned that it isn't good to indulge on the night before consultations, when my stress levels are at their highest. I am generally not a 'bad drunk',  but I would advise anyone with cancer to do their drinking after, not before they receive news, for the sake of all.

I've not really felt too much like writing blogs too much of late. I've been conscious that my heart hasn't always been in it, so perhaps they have not been up to the usual quality I'd expect of myself. I 'm grateful to Richard Wilkinson and Chris Fanning for their help with our quizzes, which have been a high point. That aside, I've had no appetite for doing the usual research that I put into my factual blogs. I've always been conscious that there is a limited appetite for people hearing my opinions, without a factual basis. The current global crisis has put many things in perspective. For me, one positive aspect of the crisis is that the NHS and other care workers have been getting the recognition they deserve. Whether this will result in the pay and conditions they deserve is another matter. When this crisis goes away,  they will still be treating me and many like me for chronic conditions. I want the best people in the country to be doing this. You only really get that if their pay and conditions reflect their value.

So anyway, back to today and my consult. Dodgy looking scan, raise in PSA. I woke up not looking forward to Wednesday 3rd June. I lay in bed until 10.30, pretending to read the papers. Then we took the dogs out. Luckily for Clare, we met one of her doggy friends. She had a socially distanced chat, whilst I was in deep dialog with myself, rehearsing the conversation in my head that I would have with the consultant. Having worked all that out, I was thinking about the dates for various procedures and how this would be managed with the easing of lockdown. I was thinking about the implications of more treatment on my prostate and how I would look at the options. I may have been walking next to Clare, but we could have been on different planets. As I mentioned though, she was spared this sullen, thoughtless silence. Her friend has a new puppy, who was a bundle of energy and so she actually had a pleasant walk.

We got home at around ten past twelve. I made some tea, she got the computer set up for her Yoga class. I took the guitar into the garden. My plan was to go to take the call in the bedroom, so I was sitting comfortably for the news and I could come out when I'd digested the news. I was once told that in the cells for those condemned to hang in prisons, they would always set the clock five minutes late, so that the prisoner would be taken before they were ready. This meant they'd be less trouble as there would be less adrenalin flowing. When the call came, I immediately thought of this.

The call was short. After the review, they'd decided that everything looked fine, all was still within the bounds of normal. A couple of PSA tests over the next year and another MRI next May. I asked about the previous call "We'll when we looked at it properly and had the PSA test, we decided that it was just fine". I was genuinely surprised.

As I mentioned, over the lockdown period, I've been doing a lot of playing of the guitar. I have found it hard to be creative, but yesterday I was playing some old material by The False Dots. One of the songs, Blue Soldier, was written in 1985, a tribute to the trench poets of the first world war. I co wrote it with our singer Allen Ashley. I relaised that the words could, with very minor changes, reflect the current crisis. I exchanged emails with Allen, who disagreed with the concept. The verses were largely written by me, with him writing the middle eight, an amazing piece of prose, dramatic and very rooted in the works of those like Wilfred Owen.

Having had my consult, I decided to update the song, respecting Allens view and inserting a new middle eight. I'm no singer, but I just wanted to pay tribute to the NHS staff, for their efforts. With the lack of PPE, the stress of the calamity and the long hours, for no thanks from those in charge, I felt I had to say this. I did this in one take and dedicated it to my sister Valerie and her husband Tim. Val is a nurse and Tim is an emergency doctor. There are thousands of people who are alive today thanks to Tim. Val was a hospice nurse, whilst none of her clients are around, many had a better passage to what comes next thanks to Val.  Their lives are an inspiration to me.I wish I could do more and say more. All I can really say is that playing this got the monkey off my back for another year. I just pray to God that this time next year, when I'm writing up next years installment, covid is history and the NHS staff are finally getting the deal they deserve. As I tried to sayin the song, a clap is all very well, but what the NHS staff need is decent terms and conditions, pay and PPE. If you clap but won't sanction an increase in tax to pay for this, you are a hypocrite of the worst order.


For everyone who is dealing with cancer as we speak, you are not alone. It is a rocky journey with ups and downs. For me, the mental health aspects are at least as bad as the treatment I've had. I am lucky, my cancer was diagnosed early and my prospects are good. I can only imagine how much worse it is for many others. I am lucky. I'm British. I have the NHS. Whatever cancer does to me, it won't make me a pauper. Today, the big news story is Black Lives matter. Let me leave you with this thought. If you are living with cancer in a country without an NHS, the only thing that matters to you is money and the sad truth is that in Africa and Asia the citizens won't have enough of it to pay for the treatment they require. Black Lives matter should mean in health provision as well. Much as I hate my predicament, I am actually thankful to God for opening my eyes to how lucky the accident of fate, which meant I was born in London was. If I hadn't lived with cancer for nine years, I really don't think I'd understand this in quite the same way. I hope you enjoyed the song, if you didn't I apologise.


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For those of you who are regular readers and have read the previous posts on Cancer, here's what this is all about. I write this blog because knowledge is power and if you know what you are dealing with, you have more weapons in the locker to fight it. It is a personal view, I'm not medically qualified. This is for the sole purpose of information for those who are interested.This is the latest installment in my occasional series about how I'm adjusting to living with a big C in my life.  For those of you who aren't, here's a quick summary. I'm 54years old and in October 2011 I  had a prostate biopsy following two "slightly high" PSA tests - 2.8 & 4.1. The biopsy took ten tissue samples and one of these showed a "low grade cancer" which gave me a 3+3 on the Gleason scale. I was put on a program of active monitoring.  In early February, I got the results of the a PSA test - down to 3.5 and an MRI scan which found absolutely nothing, two more tests in 2012 were at 3.5 and 3.9, in 2013 my test was 4.0, Jan 2014 was 3.8, August 2014 was 4.0,  February 2015 it was  up to 5.5  and my latest in August 2015 was down again at 4.6. In October 2015 I had a transperinial Prostate biopsy, that revealed higher grade cancer and my Gleason score was raised to 3+4 (Small mass + more aggressive cancer). On 22nd Jan 2016 I had HIFU (Hi Intensity Focused Ultrasound) treatment at UCHL). My post procedure PSA in May was 4.0 which was down, followed by 3.7 in August, and 3.5 in October  which means that the direction is positive . However in January the follow up MRI revealed "something unusual which requires investigation" After a follow up biopsy, it appeared this was nothing to worry about. My two most recent PSA tests were Ok (3.7 and 4.6) and an MRI scan in March was very positive. A  PSA in October 2019 was 4.6, so stable and good news, the last in May 2020 was 5.45 a small rise, so worrying, however after a review against the most recent MRI, it was decided that this was fine.

  I've no symptoms apart from needing to wee quite regularly and sadly for a few people, if I'm gonna die soon, it won't be from Prostate cancer. Got the picture?

Monday, 1 June 2020

Raising the Pink Flag - Why homophobes are their own worst enemies

Some of the blogs I write are simply off the cuff, some spend weeks, months or even years gestating, because I feel I have something I have to say, and I want to get it right. I suspect that this blog is the one with the longest gestation period of them all. I've started it several times and abandoned it, as I felt I simply hadn't done the job properly. I was unhappy with the title, the content and the prevarication in what I said. Given the beatings, the murders, the lost job opportunities, the depression, the mental illness suffered by those on the sharp end of homophobia, I daresay that anyone who has suffered this will simply read the title and dismiss it as the work of an idiot. In many ways they'd be right to feel like this. I am not asking for sympathy for the thugs and idiots. Quite the opposite, but I have come to conclude that whilst the legal battle is won, there is still a lot of under the carpet problems and to address this, we really have to address the ignorance that lies at the heart of it.

I in no way expect anyone to agree with me, but for me, to live imprisoned in a wall of ignorance, hating and lashing out for no better reason than an illogical  need to interfere in other adults lives is a very poor existence indeed. Whilst I learned very early on to understand how racism was a very self defeating form of behaviour, in some ways homophobia is a slightly more difficult beast to pin down. In many ways, you only need to suffer it, if you are brave enough to be honest about who you are. It seems to me that when hard right religious types rant about other peoples lifestyles, they ignore the fact that honesty and truth are amongst the most important characteristics of the faiths they profess to follow. Is there anything more absurd than disliking someone for being honest about themselves.

What really got me thinking about this was a an interview with Colin Newman of Wire. Back in 1977, when I was a teenage punk rocker, Wire released their seminal debut album Pink Flag. I heard some tracks on the John Peel show and immediately bought it. I was at Finchley Catholic High School at the time, which had a highly homophobic atmosphere. I mentioned to a friend that I'd just bought the album. His response shocked me. He informed me, in rather colourful language that Wire were all gay and that the album was full of gay anthems. One of my favourite songs, 12XU mentioned the practise of Cottaging (gay men hooking up in public lavatories) and asked me if this love of the band reflected my own sexual leanings. As I thought Wire were brilliant, I decided, for my own safety, to keep Wire as a guilty pleasure.

A couple of months after, I saw them at The Marquee. They were about to release Chairs Missing, their second album and another masterpiece. Wire had an unusual habit of never playing old material.  As I hadn't heard the new material, that was rather different, I was initially disappointed, but by the end of the set, I realised that I'd been in the presence of geniuses. The only problem was that I really couldn't tell any of my school mates about what a great show I'd seen. I was heartened that the rest of the audience were also seemingly unperturbed. It was a huge lesson for me. I could either conform to stereotypical bigotry of my school mates, or I could base my choices on the talents of the artists. I made a conscious decision that I would take no interest in the colour, creed or sexuality of any artist. If I liked their music, that was enough for me. I wasn't going to put the works of Little Richard, Lou Reed, Dee Dee Ramone or The New York Dolls in the cultural dustbin just because of someone else's idiotic prejudices.

Things have changed a lot since 1977, and in regards to homophobia, very much for the better. I had completely forgotten about the conversation about Wire until we went to Biarritz, in the heady days of last autumn. One day, it was raining and we had been for a long walk. I was doing some net surfing, and I found an interview with Colin Newman of Wire, celebrating the 40th anniversary of their third album 154. It was fascinating. About half way through the interview, he made a statement that shocked me to my core. He started talking about the birth of his daughter and how his wife was none too impressed when he went out and got bladdered to celebrate. It had never, ever occurred to me that the information passed to me by my schoolmate at FCHS might have been wrong. I mean, an album called Pink Flag is a pretty clear symbol to a fifteen year old.

A horror took me over, one that chilled me to my bones. Just suppose, I'd succumbed to the herd mentality? I've probably seen Wire 20 or 30 times, I'd have missed that. Their first three albums are probably amongst the top ten in my collection  for times I've played them. They've probably been played thousands of times each (my wife dislikes them intensely, otherwise I'm sure they would have been played a million times). Then there are the other bands and artists that I'd have missed out on. The Tom Robinson band are another that springs to mind from that era. I loved 2468 Motorway and had a TRB badge. When they released Glad to Be Gay, I removed it from my jacket, more for reasons of personal safety than anything else, but I still maintained a love of the band, one of Londons best. Things have changed beyond recognition. Today, it would seem absurd to dislike a band for the sexuality of the artists. 

But homophobia has not gone away, it has just gone underground. Occasionally you will see evidence that it has raised its ugly head. The two young girls attacked on a London bus last year is one example that springs to mind. Whilst for those ingrained with prejudice, I suppose they might think missing out on great music and arts is a price worth paying for their idiocy, there is a fine example of why prejudice can ultimately destroy you.

I remember talking to my Father, who was  a World War II bomber pilot, about homophobia in the forces in the second world war. He gave me an interesting perspective. He said "When your life depends on it, you soon discard any prejudices you may have. You want the best possible people on your team, because your life depends on it". We were discussing Alan Turing. My Dad pointed out that Germany locked up gays in concentration camps. We just asked them to stay in the closet (not right, I hasten to add, but better than a gas chamber). As a result, Turing cracked the Enigma code and the Allies won the war.

The Nazi's were a despicable regime.  Their downfall was an exercise in what happens when you let stupidity and prejudice govern your decision making process. When you move away from fairness and towards discrimination, you move away from having the best person doing the job. When you don't have the best person doing the job, you have by default made your enemy stronger. You are your own worst enemy.

Why not find out why I love Wire here (and why Clare hates them)


Sunday, 31 May 2020

The Tweets of the week in the London Borough of Barnet - 31/05/2020

So next week we will sort of emerged from lockdown. You may think that lockdown would have affected the quality of tweeting in our locality, but there's been some absolute crackers this week. So here for your delectation are my top ten.

1. This is my favourite tweet for a very long time. I well remember Frank Callis and his bike shop. I think that this is incorrect as the shop was demolished so that they could build Budgens (now M&S), but I recognise quite a few of the characters, most of whom were friends of my Dad, who was a Rotarian at the time.

2. Any excuse for a great picture of a great local institution.



3. This is a nice historical picture of Burnt Oak

4.  This little video put together by the Borough of Barnet archivist Hugh Petrie has been attracting a lot of attention. It is rather sweet.


5. Nice tweet from Andrew Ridgeley, bringing back the days of his partner in crime George's Dad, who ran a fine restaurant in Edgware. My Dad was rather partial to the steaks there. I suspect most people will be interested in other aspects of the pic though!




6. Some rather odd looking train carriages at Cricklewood this weekend! A new dimension in portacabins!

7. You may have noticed that some of our grass verges have not been mowed. This is great for butterflies.




8. Nice picture of one of our favourite Mill Hill scenes


9. Rather like this shot of Gary Lineker back in the days when he trained with Spurs at Chase Lodge, Mill Hill


10.And finally, we finish with an important message. Our little bit of London has seen some of the worlds finest musicians originate from these parts. Lets make sure that this continues.


That's all folks

Saturday, 30 May 2020

The Saturday List #264 - How I lost six of my nine lives

My star sign is a Leo, my Chinese birth sign is a Tiger.  I guess that makes me a big pussycat, and it gives me nine lives. I decided to count up how many of them I've used up. I make it five so far.

1. 1962.
When my mum fell pregnant, she was unwell. She'd had five children and two miscarriages. She was advised that it was extremely unlikely that she'd see me born. At some point it was identified that there was an issue with the Rhesus factor. This happens when two parents blood types are not compatible. My mother spent nearly six months in hospital. I was born six weeks early and needed a series of blood transfusions. My mother once told me that in this day and age she'd probably have had an abortion, as having had five she'd done her bit. One life down

2. 1966.
I was three years old. My parents went to Butlins at Clacton. The swimming pool had windows onto the street. I was fascinated by these. When we were at the pool, I decided to jump in. As I couldn't swim, jumping in the deep end was not a sensible move. None of the family noticed, but fortunately an eagle eye'd lifeguard did. He pulled me out and told off my parents for not keeping an eye on me. It put me off swimming and I didn't learn until I was sixteen. Two lives down.

3.1982.
My sister Caroline had a Triumph Herald Convertible. She rented it to the Haircut 100 for their video of Fantastic Day. With the proceeds, we all went on the lash. Her then boyfriend was a drunk, who took no notice of the drink driving laws. After an evening hitting the bars of London, he drove us all back. As the traffic lights changed on the A41, where the intersection with the Borroughs is, he announced that this was his favourite bend in the world and floored the accelerator. The car sped off, as we went around the bend, he lost control. The car span through 360  degrees and then another 180, leaving us in the middle of the triple carriageway facing the wrong way. Miraculaously, no other cars were hit and no damage was done. Luckily, we were all so bladdered that it was not as stressful as it should have been Three lives down.


4. 1984.
I remember St Lucia's day well. The firm I worked for always made a point of celebrating it in style. The project I was working on had it's roots in an IT system for Svenska Handelsbanken, and St Lucia's day is a big celebration. We'd all get into work early and have a special, highly alcoholic, hot punch and ginger snaps. It was a day when not much got done. The day is the 13 December. We had a splendid day, followed by a splendid evening in the pub. I woke up on the 14th and I felt ill, very ill. I had recently split up with a long term girlfriend and moved home. I sat on the couch and the next thing, I was throwing up blood. My Father didn't mess around, he put me in the car and drove me to Edgware General. I spent the next month in hospital, and was informed that I was not to drink for six months, which I stuck to for three. At a check up after three months, I told the doctors that I found that fruit juice was making me feel very ill. They said that it was actually worse for the stomach than weak beer, so I allowed myself a couple of pints of weak lager. My weight dropped from thirteen stone to eight, all my friends told me after that they thought I had AIDS. After six months I was discharged. The doctor informed me that I was very lucky indeed to have recovered, and cautioned against anything that could cause a reoccurrence. They had concluded that the problem was actually caused by a prescription of Erythromycin, which I'd been taking for an ear infection. I'd finished this two days before St Lucia's, but they said this had severely damaged the lining of my stomach. I've always been very wary of medicines and doctors ever since. Four Lives Down

5. 1988.
I'd arranged to travel to Plymouth to meet a friend, who was a Plymouth Argyle fan, to watch Man City play Plymouth at Home Park. The first part of my journey was to Burnt Oak, to get the tube into town. I had to pick up some cash, from the cash machine, so I walked from the bus stop to get to the Nat West on the corner, opposite what was the Co-op. The lights were red, and the green man was flashing as I made my way across. In the turn left lane was a 292 bus. As I stepped further, I saw a car heading for me at 40mph, jumping the lights. I realised it was going to hit me and there was nothing I could do. It might have bene my fifth life, but it was the first time I actually thought I'd die. They say your life rushes before your eyes at such times. It didn't. I just felt a tremendous feeling of calm. My Dad had died the previous year and I actually felt a great happiness that I'd be seeing him. But then my survival instincts kicked in. I wondered if I could jump high enough that the car would pass under me. A ridiculous concept, I know, but one that saved my life. It meant that rather than being hit head on and squashed under the car, the bonnet hit my thigh, my feet went through the windscreen, I rolled over the roof and off, landing on my head, that I'd used to protect my head. Despite a fractured tibia, a stress fracture of the spine and a huge bash on the thigh, I got up and the car driver drove me to Edgware General. The pain was so intense, that even the strongest pain killers couldn't dull it. Perhaps the worst aspect was that I had quit BT the day before and was supposed to start a new job at TSB on Monday, ironically replacing another member of staff in the IT department who had been run over. As it was, I started two weeks later. I've had a degree of pain in my back and leg every day since. Five lives down.

6. 2015.
Someone up there loves me. In 2011, I had some issues with severe knee pain. The doctor I saw at  Millway practice, the rather excellent Dr Harris, suggested an 'MOT' check up. The PSA level came back as slightly raised. It is documented elsewhere on this blog that I was diagnosed with cancer. In 2011, it was agreed that we'd adopt a strategy of  'active surveillance'. This meant regular PSA tests, biopsies, MRI scans etc. In 2015, it was detected that the cancer was turning aggressive. I had HiFU treatment at UCH under Mr Emberton. This successfully dealt with the issue. Now had I not had a bad knee, had I not seen a good doctor, who gave me good advice, I would never have suspected this. At no point have I had any symptoms. Who knows what shape I'd be in now. It is worth noting that the NHS don't even do the PSA test as part of the well man checkups any more. So I was lucky, right place, right time and right doctor. Six lives down.

I have realised that I am in my sixth decade and I've used six lives. At this rate, I should make my ninth decade, God willing. I've got to say, I am glad that I was born in August in 1962 though, I doubt I'd be here otherwise. So hopefully you'll have to put up with my blatherings for a good few years to come.

Friday, 29 May 2020

The Friday Joke - "The funniest Joke I ever heard" by James Stewart

So lockdown will be lifted just a little bit on Monday. Get the sausages and hand sanitiser in, order a box of wine, a crate of beer and dust off the patio chairs.

To get you in a cracking mood, here is a classic joke from the late, great James Stewart. If you have never watched "It's a beautiful life", make sure you put the last weekend of full lockdown to good use. Perhaps the most life affirming film ever made. They don't make them like James Stewart anymore.




Have a great weekend. Life is going to get better soon.

Thursday, 28 May 2020

Planning for the future of our local High Street - How to transform Mill Hill Broadway - Updated

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The Broadway
I wrote this blog in August 2018 originally. I wanted to voice my concerns about what was happening in Mill Hill Broadway. I thought I should revisit it, in light of the current COVID19 crisis.

Mill Hill Broadway has always been a central part of my life. As a small child, there were four shops I loved. These were Callis's bike shop (on the site that is now M&S), Kentfields Toy Store (now a Barber), Woolworths (Now Icelands) and H.A Blunt and Sons (AKA The Model Shop and now Cosways). There were three butchers, three greengrocers and two fishmongers. Times have changed a bit, I suspect that they are going to change a whole lot more in the next ten years. Will our High Streets be recognisable? Is there even a future for the small High street? Is it worth fighting for?

First of all lets consider why High streets change. Generally the properties are owned by Landlords. They want to make as much money as possible from their assets. If Cosways Estate Agents will pay a higher rent than the model shop, then any sane businessman would be quite happy to see them take over the lease. As a Landlord of commercial properties, I fully understand that the first priority is to get a return on your investment. Tenants sign leases for periods often between five and twenty years with rent reviews built in. If property prices in an area double in that time, then the rental values will follow suit. If you are renting a shop in Mill Hill Broadway for £50,000 a year and making a profit of £50,000 and you get a rent review which doubles your rent, overnight your business is making nothing. On top of that there have been big rises in business rates for many High St businesses. The government has not recognised that a) Thriving High Streets are good for the nation and b) Most of the businesses in them are currently struggling. It is clear to anyone with any knowledge of retailing (I run a shop as one of my businesses), that the goverment needs to overhall the way it taxes business, both small and large. The percentage of tax that the countries largest retailer, Amazon pays in relation to independent High Street businesses is obscenely unfair. Small businesses do not want special treatment, but asking for a level playing field is not unreasonable. Not only can Amazon use their huge buying power to leverage massive bulk discounts, they pay miniscule taxes on what they sell. Sadly very few of us would want to pay a higher price because we would like to retain our High Street stores. The government has been forced to recognise the reality of the problems in certain areas of the High Street as a result of the COVID crisis. As the hospitality sector has become vital to the wellbeing of trade, generous grants have been put into place to help small shops. Furthermore, many have had their business rates cancelled for the year. Whilst this has bought some firms breathing space, many are worried that when rates start again. I am not criticising Rishi Sunak. He was faced with a massive short term crisis and he had to respond quickly. What we do need is a strategy to build on this breathing space. For our communities, this will be a key to making sure there is a recovery. Whilst his scope for helping may be limited due to the huge spending he's had to make, I still believe it will be sensible to try and help start ups and small businesses. When I originally wrote this blogs we were seeing a buoyant property market and big rent increases. Whatever the outcome of the covid19, I doubt any aspect of it will inflate property prices and I think any business renewing their lease in the next couple of years is likely to get a very good deal. We may also see some businesses actually being able to afford to buy freeholds. I'd urge anyone who can to seriously consider this. The depressed property market will provide an almost unique opportunity.

One byproduct of the rise of the internet retailers is the huge proliferation of delivery van on our streets. I'd be interested in comparing the carbon footprint of a pound of sausages bought from Boucheire Gerard (our local butcher in the Mill Hill) with one ordered from an on line retailer. Interestingly the COVID crisis, where people couldn't get their online sausages, gave Gerard a huge boost to trade. I hope that people remember where they could get their sausage and eggs when things return to normal.

There are many aspects of the move to online retailing which are detriminetal to our quality of life and pollution and traffic are certainly things that should be taken into consideration when working out a more equitable taxation policy. This may even encourage the likes of Amazon to consider cycle couriers as a first choice in urban areas. There is talk of a huge distribution depot in Mill Hill on the Pentavia site. This means that Mill Hill, Burnt Oak and Colindale have suddenly become a great place to run cycle based distribution. I sincerely hope Barnet Council use the opportunity to make safe cycling a priority. That would be a real win-win.

I was speaking to a friend who works in civil engineering who told me that there has been a marked increase in wear and tear on local roads in recent years. As delivery vans and lorries are significantly heavier than private cars, could the boom in online deliveries be contributing to the pothole epidemic we're seeing? If it is, then this is in effect another hidden subsidy that taxpayers are giving on line retailers.

There is little doubt that many of us like buying goods online. For many things, it is the easiest and most sensible way. For me, as a record collector, it has meant that albums I spent years scouring the second hand vinyl stores of London for, have now been easily and conveneiently been bought from dealers in the USA etc. I can't remember the last time we bought a kettle or toaster from a shop. For shops to survive selling such items, they have to have an amazing story to tell in this day and age. There is fantastic kitchenware shop in West Hampstead, if they were in Mill Hill, I would have bought many of the items in the window, but as we only go past it on a night out, sadly I've never actually set foot inside. But this type of niche shop to me is the future for High Street retailing. I suspect that to survive, you have to convince people to buy items they didn't know they want when they left the house.

A good example of this are Gerard's butchers, as I previously mentioned,  in Daws Lane. They sell the most amazing Chorizo sausages. I wasn't even aware of the existence of such delicious treats when I first saw them in the shop. They also do some amazing mustards and pickles. This has caused some friction between my wife and myself, as I insist on buying them in the shop (as I believe the shop deserves rewarding for introducing me to such delights), she insists on buying the on line (as they are cheaper). My arguments that we wouldn't know of them if Gerard wasn't there falls on deaf ears and meets with a response of  the look given to an unfortunate imbecile. But Gerard has a loyal band of customers who do value his services.

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Mill Hill Wines - Regular Tastings
When Matthew Offord was first standing as MP for Hendon, he told a local resident in Mill Hill that he wanted the Broadway to be the type of High Street that an independent cheesemonger would want to open up. Although this lead to much mirth (not least from me), I actually totally agree with Matthew. I would love to see such a shop and I think that it would thrive, if run properly. Mill Hill wines in an example of such a model. They have an amazing selection of products (all there to tempt the impusle buyer). They have regular tastings. They have expert knowledge. I have developed a love of fine wines, very much thanks to them. I think that what the High Street really needs is a  "food quarter", If Matthew Offords cheese shop was next to Mill Hill wines, with Gerards  butcher from Daws Lane, Elias Fish were all in a row next to each other, with some sort of loyalty card system, I think you'd have a very viable and thriving Mill Hill food quarter. I'd also love to see a high class delicatesant, a top quality baker and a health food shop present. The new store next to Costa has an amazing range of fruit and veg as well as a whole range of middle eastern and european foods. The trouble is that there is no attempt to form a "centre of gravity" in the Broadway for the food retailers. It is my belief that until such retailers start working together, they will be fighting with one hand tied behind their backs. I believe that both Cooksleys and Gerards butchers could thrive in the same parade as they are both excellent and would provide a strong attraction to locals who are seeking quality foods.

The next thing to consider is the restaurant offering of Mill Hill. Given the high turnover of restaurants in the Broadway, we again should have a look at what might be done to make this work better. The very best will always just work. Look at The Good Earth. It has been there for decades and is always busy. As for the newcomers, Bobs seem to have cracked the burger and beer niche pretty well. As a long term resident, the message is that if you want to succeed in Mill Hill, you have to be very good at your niche. Last year, an independent Italian restaurant opened in the Broadway. I assumed they would rake it in. They failed, as they were completely clueless as to how to run a restaurant. Perhaps their biggest sin was not to have a proper wine list. I'd love to see such establishments thrive, but they have to be well run. I'd also like to see the restaurants working with the food sector, so that they say "Wines selected by Mill HillWines, meat provided by Gerards/Cooksley, Fish by Elias". I love food and drink and if I have an excellent cut of steak, I might want to cook it myself the next day. What amuses me is that the restaurants in Mill Hill sometimes see each other as the enemy. The opposite is true. The more good restaurants you have in a High St, the more of a destination it becomes. When the Broadway had two Indian restaurants, we ate far more curries. I love the Mill Hill Tandoori, but it was nice to also have the option of the excellent cooking of Romel at the Day of The Raj. Variety was the spice of life. I'd love to see the restaurants get together to operate some sort of joint loyalty scheme and do co-marketing to get people to come to Mill Hill. I do however think we need two or three more top class restaurants to really make that work.

As for the cafe bar end of the market. There was much gnashing of teeth about Cafe Nero opening in certain quarters. There was a cry of "not another coffee bar". I was a little disappointed with this. Cafe Nero are a very different proposition to Costa. As it was, this never materialised. The talk was that Cafe Nero decided that Mill Hill wasn't good for their brand. The ex HSBC building they were planning to use hopefully will be opening as a cafe bar soon.  Given the trends in High Streets and retail, I think town centres need to embrace the cafe culture, it really is here for the foreseeable future. They are good for the High Street, they make people appreciate that it is worth spending time on them. The Broadway has a thriving cafe culture. When I was kid, there was really no such thing.

Then there is the charity shop sector.  Again there was much nashing of teeth over the , but any reading of the runes shows that charity shops are one aspect of the High Street retail that is more or less immune to the likes of Amazon. We all have junk we want to get rid of and there is an army of people who want to rummage around for bargains. Arguments that there are too many such establishments are simply a denial of the realities of 21st century. The challenge should not be how to rid the High Street of Charity shops, but how to make sure that they are a positive addition. This means that there should be design rules, ensuring they blend in and strict rules about leaving bags of donations outside, forbidding the practice. Charity shops have tax exemptions as well. This means that they are a far less risky proposition for Landlords. I would like to see these rules changed so that other small retailers and start ups get similar deals.

Then there are the nail bars and hair dressers. Every time a new nail bar opens in the Broadway, there is a chorus of "oh no, not another one". Then you notice that they are full all the time. The coffee shops of Mill Hill are often filled with well presented ladies, having a pre or post beauty treatment coffee, so there is a very valid argument to be made that these are good for the High Street. As you can't buy a haircut or a nail job on Amazon, I suspect they are there to stay. Again the challenge is to make them a little more in keeping with the ambience that says "This is a great High Street".

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Rockman
Next up we have the niche non food retailers. I will give a massive shout out to two of them in Mill Hill. Firstly Gary at Rockman Jewellers in the Broadway. If like me, you are a hopeless romantic (hopeless in as much as I always forget to get the wife a present for her birthday and Xmas), Gary is a saviour. He is a shining example of a great retailer. He knows his customers, he gives great advice and he supplies a product that you simply can't gauge on a picture on the internet. Such great retailers will survive, I have no doubt of that. Then there is Raj at Kilworth Audio. He does high end audio visual gear. We always buy our tellies and turntables from him. He is a proper retailer, adapts with the times and gives great service. Such firms will survive. As a community though, we do need to make sure to tell our frinds that such great businesses are there and that they need our custom. I saw Raj in the Broadway and like many business people, surviving with a closed shop is not easy. I hope that when Mill Hill returns to work, we buy a new telly off him.

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A&Y Locksmiths
Another side of the non food retail business are the locksmiths and grocers. Locksmiths are pretty much Internet proof. When you need a new key, you have to use them. Mill Hill has an excellent locksmith. They have a whole host of other ironmongery products and also do cheap shoe repairs. Such businesses that hae skills are the real key to a town centre, yet get little recognition in any discussion. Then we have the retailers like the "pound shop". There is a debate about the unsightly display of goods on the pavement. I'm not a fan of unsightly encroachment onto the pavement, but given the current retail climate, I think we have to cut such businesses a bit of slack. In the long term, we need to ensure that new businesses coming onto the Broadway have rules that stop any further proliferation of street clutter.

Another contentious area are the bookmakers that crop up on our High Streets. As these businesses are hugely cash generative, they are a favourite with landlords. I really don't know of anyone who welcomes the opening of new ones. I would like to see them zoned out of the busier areas of the Broadway and other High Streets, possibly with a local limit on the number of them. I have an old fashioned view of their activities and believe they siphon money away from other businesses that add more. For me, bookies are one business that I'd definately say yes when asked if I'd prefer to see an empty shop. I would not ban them completely, but better zoning and limits would make a huge improvement to our High Streets.

A very thorny issue is the issue of banks. I have had countless rather pointless discussions with people who don't run businesses about the flight of banks from the High Street. For people in 9-5 PAYE jobs, they seem like anachronistic dinosaurs. To people like me who run businesses dealing with cash, they are an essential High Street resource. Barclays are the only big four bank left in Mill Hill, but they are closed for Covid and will be closed for good from June 5th.  If you operate a business, having to go to Edgware to pay in money is a huge overhead. I think that the big banks have completely mismanaged their branch networks. The way forward would have been for outlets to be shared resources, with a banking function. What I would say is that if your bank leaves your High Street, leave your bank for one that has remained. Vote with your wallet.

Finally there is the pub. Mill Hill has the Bridge, which is a rather niche operation. It is my regular watering hole and if you want a pint of Carlsberg on a Thursday night with a couple of mates after five a side footie, that you can walk home from it is great. If ever I am going to have any extra marital relationships, I'd conduct them in the Bridge, as it is the one place my wife would not come looking for me with the rolling pin. The Broadway desperately needs another pub (not a replacement pub), if it is to thrive. I'd love to open one a few doors down from Cannons Fish and Chip shop. Generally, they make you wait 10-15 minutes for your take away, so a pub for a crafty pint next door would work extremely well. A pub where I could take my wife without her objecting would be lovely. Somewhere for a quick drink before or after a meal with friends. I'd love somewhere that you could listen to music without jumping on a bus. Not a punk rock venue (great though that would be), just pleasant singer/songwriters and jazz trios etc. I'd like fresh food, nothing fancy, things like good quality sandwiches, burgers and steaks. Going back to the food quarter, it would be a great showcase for Matthew Offords cheese shop.

Finally on the general subject of attracting business to the Broadway. We need a more sympathetic parking regime. Short visits (20 mins or less) should get free parking. Thameslink should work with local retailers to help reinvigourate the Broadway. This could be done with joint promotions, money off meal vouchers for season ticket holders (God knows they deserve it) and a more "Mill Hill feel" about the station with Murals and artwork with local themes. TFL should also consider such schemes in relation to the bus network in Mill Hill. There should also be measures to make the Broadway and surrounding roads more cycle friendly (bike docks on the Broadways), segregated safe cycle spaces where feasable.

 So to summerise, I'd like to see the following written into any area plan for Mill Hill Broadway (or any other High Street).

1. Phasing out of cluttering street displays.
2. Zoning for food quarters and removal of bookies etc (as tenants vacate premises)
3. Stricter rules on signage with display standards
4. Loyalty schemes and joint promotion for town centres.
5. Tax incentives for innovation and start ups ( a points system for business rates, where social advantageous enterprises pay far lower rates than business that are not beneficial)
6. Fairer taxes in relation to online retailers
7. A more cohesive and local orienation for transport providers
8. Measures to make the Broadway more cycle friendly

What is tragic is that several Town centres in the London Borough of Barnet have received grants in the millions for regeneration. Most of this has been completely wasted, when a bit of thought and planning could have delivered regeneration at virtually zero cost.

Wednesday, 27 May 2020

My open letter to Matthew Offord MP concerning road safety and fitness to drive

Dear Dr Offord,

I am writing concerning recent statements made to the media concerning driving whilst unfit. As I am sure you are aware, both Mr Dominic Cummings and Michael Gove have stated to the media that they have ‘gone for a drive to see if they are capable of driving’.

Putting the other issues to one side, I cannot see any way a responsible member of the government could possibly endorse such dangerous practices. No one should ever get behind the wheel of a car, unless they know they are 100% fit to drive. Not only have they put themselves and their families at risk, they have put other road users and pedestrians at risk.

My father ran a crash repair business in Mill Hill for 40 years and I grew up seeing the results of unsafe driving on a daily basis. I also had the unfortunate experience of being run over by a driver, who was not paying attention, travelling at 40mph, at the traffic lights at Burnt Oak. I still suffer daily pain from the injuries.

As such, I am asking you to make the strongest possible representations to the Prime Minister to ensure that both Mr Gove and Mr Cummings are not only reminded of their responsibility to promote safe behaviour in their cars, but publicly state that their behaviour has been dangerous and stupid.

Whilst I have strong views on the other aspects of this business, for me the road safety concerns are issues that can under no circumstances be justified.

Regards, Roger Tichborne 


Update 28/05/2020

Matthew Offord has issued a statement on his website. It doesn't address my question, but he does express criticism of Mr Cummings behaviour -  https://www.matthewofford.co.uk/news/statement-dominic-cummings


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Should I receive a reply I will update this blog