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Nottingham Labour’s wheelie bin tax

Today was budget day – there are 101 stories I could write, including how every Labour councillor voted to close Beechdale Library, but the one bit I had a bit of fun with today was Labour’s intention to introduce a charge for replacement wheelie bins.

If you are unfortunate enough to lose your wheelie bin in the next financial year, there will be a charge for a new one. At the moment, the first one you lose is free, but the council charge you if you lose any more than that. But as we all know, there are 50 ways to lose your wheelie bin. And we know a song about that, don’t we, boys and girls?

I had asked on twitter if anyone could help me out filling in the rest of the song. My example of a way to lose a wheelie bin was… arson attack, Jack.

My friends on Twitter came up with the following:

  • Ripped off the lid, Sid,
  • Flood swept it away, Fay
  • Rolled down the street, Pete

And tossing the idea around in group we also tried

  • It’s just knackered, Saghir Akhtar

… which doesn’t really work but got the biggest laugh.

That’s all a bit of fun, but the main idea here – that Labour will charge for replacement bins – is still a bad idea.  There are many ways you can lose you bin, including theft and arson, so many of the people who will end up paying the charge will themselves be the victims of crime who are penalised again by the Council.

One of the things that irks me most is that one of the standard dances in the budget speech is that the Tories propose a charge for the collection of bulky waste, and the Labour group knock it down saying that if you charge for what is currently free, you will force innocent householders to become fly-tippers overnight. In fact, the City Council currently has some interesting pilots to see if there are even better ways of dealing with bulky waste than the free collections – for example there’s a pilot in Aspley where there’s a weekly bulky collection instead of an on-demand service.

Labour didn’t seem to see that the same argument with bulky waste will probably apply to wheelie bins: if you charge, there will be more fly-tipping.

They’re also looking at some unhelpful ideas like not charging benefit claimants, or maybe not charging people with crime numbers.  That will have some unhelpful consequences: recorded crime would rise in the second instance, in the first, the Council might even create a black market scheme where people in work steal the bins of benefit claimants, because they can get a free one when the workers can’t.

All in all, a crazy scheme that should just be, erm, binned.

Last man standing

It’s now public knowledge that Barry Horne will be joining Sally Anne Johnson as both shake the dust of Nottingham City Council off their shoes.

I have been a city councillor only six years and a bit, and in my time on the Council, we have had a small army of senior management leave the authority, not least three chief executives and one deputy CX.

Now that these two senior managers have joined the club of ex-managers, only one corporate director remains in broadly the same post he was in when I started.

Perhaps more curious: in all this time, we’ve had just one council leader.

Poster problems

Oh, three things make me wince about this doctoring of a billboard from m’friend Milliennum Dome, Elephant.

millennium poster

Two issues for the Tories, and one for us.

The first for the Tories – well obviously this terrible billboard has spawned all manner of imitations, with the help of mydavidcameron.com. Just too easy to parody. And perhaps it’s just me, but the willingness of people to subvert the message says a little something about the mood of the country, no? Very few people actually want a Conservative government, even if countless thousands are now thoroughly fed up with a Labour one.

The second for the Tories. A white background? Are you mad? Did you learn nothing from the 2005 campaign?

It’s just far too easy to graffiti!

All that white space, right next to a controversial statement, is pretty much an incitement to cause criminal damage, don’t you think?

At least the last time we did billboards, ours had black backgrounds. Anyone wanting to graffiti them had at least to go home to fetch a pot of white paint first.

Must remember to ask m’friend Duncan whether that was an intention of design when they were created.

Anyway, finally, the wincing point for the Lib Dems:

millennium poster detail

Our funky new colour – chosen apparently because campaign staff responsible for designing our leaflets wanted a wider range of colours to choose from without creating the sort of leaflet that has occasionally been branded “an explosion in a paint factory” – our new colour is EXACTLY the same as one that appears on all the Tory posters. Stick to the hues of gold, eh chaps?

Errors in Mirror story

The writer of this story in The Mirror has clearly never heard of my ancestral home Leominster, represented by Bill Wiggin MP:

A heartless Tory was branded a disgrace yesterday for calling thousands of Cadbury’s workers fighting for their jobs “whingers”.

Mp Bill Wiggin, who went to Eton with David Cameron, said staff should stop moaning about the Kraft takeover which could lead to huge redundancies.

The ex-banker, who has a Cadbury’s factory in his constituency, said they should just knuckle down and get on with it if they wanted to stay employed.

The Leamington MP said he had heard workers complaining about the US firm’s takeover. He said: “I worry that by sending out such negative signals it puts people’s jobs more at risk.

It later refers to Warwickshire, so is presumably also confusing Cadbury factories. Cadbury do have a plant in the Leominster constituency, at Hope under Dinmore on the A49.

EDIT – have added in the link. And “Let them eat Flake” *is* a pretty good headline, so I’ll give them that.

Centrefold model in election

I have written a piece for later today on LibDemVoice.org about the senatorial by election in the US state of Massachusetts.

There will be helpful and proper discussion of the issues later on LDV, but there are a few less sensible things that occurred to me while writing.

Firstly – the Dem candidate is called Martha Coakley. Probably best not to refer to the former state Attorney General as Martha “Hokey” Coakley.

Secondly the Republican opponent. Was once a Cosmo centrefold, and is certainly a potential rival to Congressman Studly. Has certainly aged well.

So, this is entirely fluff and not important at all. Read the sensible stuff over on the Voice tomorrow.

What I was doing last time it snowed this much

I’ve seen a number of reports that this is the worst winter in 30 years – including this from the Scotsman:

BRITAIN was in the grip of the worst winter weather for nearly 30 years last night, with widespread disruption and warnings that temperatures are expected to plummet as low as –20C by the weekend.

Up to 16in (40cm) of snow was forecast for southern England, while both rail lines and two major roads to the Highlands were among the key transport links blocked.

Supermarkets reported panic buying by shoppers hoping to stock up on comfort food and anti-freeze. Salt and cat litter were also being snapped up to clear paths.

One in ten people stayed off work yesterday because of the conditions, sparking concern from business groups that it would cost the economy £60 million.

And there were fears Britain could run short of gas after the National Grid warned major users for only the second time in 30 years to cut consumption, as demand rocketed by nearly a third

So, in honour of the occasion, I thought I’d post some photos of how I celebrated the last cold snowy snap in 1980 or 1981 (we’re not entirely sure)

Snow 1980/1

Snow 1980/1

(With thanks to my mum (pictured) for scanning a whole wodge of baby photos for my 30th birthday last year)

Three new jargon words

One of the things that tickles me in the round of Council committee meetings I participate in each month is the plethora of different professions I am exposed to. Although my key interests on the council are on the transport / infrastructure side of things, I have made all sorts of forays into other bits. And every part of the council has its own special languages. Some of the words they use in reporting their work to councillors make me chuckle. Here are three recent examples

1 – “Dayburn”

Dayburn is how street lighting engineers refer to streetlights being on in the day. Street lighting is one small area of the Council that most people take for granted, until the light outside your house fails, flickers or is on in the day. At this time of year, hardworking councillors are out touring the streets in the dark noting down the numbers of failed lights.

If you live in Nottingham City and a light isn’t working – use this handy web form to report it to the Council. In my experience the emails you get from the website as a result of doing that are a little difficult to understand – but it does result in the light getting fixed within a few days. Don’t rely on other people to report it for you – some lights are out for weeks just because no-one reports it.

Nottingham is about to get a massive investment in streetlighting through a very long running PFI. Every street light will be replaced. The new ones will be much more energy efficient, resulting in more light for less power. They are changing the types of bulbs for ones which produce a whiter light, rather than the sodium orange we are all used to. The columns will all have the facility to be remotely controlled and remotely monitored, which should make “dayburn” a thing of the past. And it should be possible to dim them remotely and run them at less than 100% – although that facility will be used very carefully to make sure there are no knockon effects on crime.

2 – Sparge

Sparging is a fancy engineering word for cleaning, and when I first heard this word in a meeting about the district heating scheme, it nearly made me burst out laughing straight away. The person who said it dropped it into a sentence as if was the most ordinary word in the world and it was all I could do not to butt in and say, scuse me, did you just say “sparge” ? As it was, I made a note in a corner of a piece of paper and went home to look it up.

Nottingham has the largest district heating scheme in the UK, taking waste heat and steam from the incinerator and using it to heat thousands of homes in the St Anns area, as well as a huge number of municipal buildings and centres, including the Victoria Centre, the Broadmarsh centre, the Royal Centre and the Ice Arena. Steam is also supplied directly to Bio City where it runs the autoclaves and sterilising processes, and surplus steam is used to directly generate electricity. The scheme contributes to Nottingham’s success in generating its own energy.

But it’s not without controversy. The scheme has lost a lot of money in recent years, and the very idea of waste incineration is anathema to many environmental campaigners. My somewhat pragmatic view is that since the incinerator is there already, it’s much better to make use of the steam than not to. Tearing out the scheme and proving replacement heating systems for all the thousands of users would itself be an expensive thing to do that’s not in Nottingham’s interest.

3 – Dirty MRF (pronounced Merf to rhyme with smurf)

Waste management, one of the key roles for councils – in fact, bin collection is about the only completely universal service a council offers – has plenty of its own jargon, and key amongst those are the MRFs. It’s a phrase used so often that it’s now pronounceable as a word in its own right. A MRF is a materials recycling facility. If you have the sort of recycling bin where you mix up different types of recyclables, like card, glass and tins, the contents have to be taken to a MRF to sort them out. Clean MRFs sort out pre-sorted waste, but Dirty MRFs take a wider mix of waste, including kitchen and food waste, and sort out the reusable elements.

In Nottingham, our recycling bins are taken to a plant off the Colwick Loop Road where the lorries are emptied into huge piles which are shoveled onto a conveyor belt. The waste is sorted in a mix of automatic and manual ways – tins are removed and sorted magnetically, and then a small team of people hand sort the different sorts of plastic and paper. The tins are recycled into more tins. Some of the plastics are reused – milk bottles can easily become new milk bottles – but it is harder to find further uses for some other sorts of plastic. Some plastics are even recycled as fleecey coats! The paper and cardboard is taken a plant in the Netherlands where it is recycled as heavy board – the sort of board boardgames are made of, as well as the insides of lever arch files and the like.

Ah, politicians will use any excuse to get into a costume

I went on a trip to see the MRF at Colwick a few years ago and took a lot of photos I’ve never used or uploaded. I’ll pop ‘em on Flickr and return to this topic another day.

Please put your address on your Christmas cards

In his post on last posting dates (basically, “RSN!”) Mark Pack over at t’voice very kindly linked to my post from a few years back about putting your address on your Christmas card.

We’ve been living in our house for a number of years now. We bought it after the person who lived here before died. But there are a few of her friends who haven’t heard even after all this time, and some are still sending Christmas cards.

Actually, there’s a good bit of news on that subject now. About the last person still to be sending cards sent one last year with a bit more detail – including that she was now teaching a rather specific subject at a named university. And thanks to the intarweb, I was able to find the university, find the web page for the subject in question and find their phone book. Only one person with that first name was teaching that subject, and her email address was on the website. So I was finally able to let her know the sad news about her friend.

But please, to save people like me having to do detective work, include your own name and address on all the Christmas cards you send. You clearly don’t think your friends have moved or died over the last year, but given the number of cards we all send these days, a number of them sadly will have. Including your own details will help people sort things out and let you know what’s happened.

Microsoft and counterfeits

Just been sent a press release with an interesting bit of info in the Notes to Editors:

Microsoft is today unveiling its own research highlighting the impact of counterfeit software on consumers. Microsoft has received over a 150,000 reports from consumers in the past two years detailing their negative experiences with counterfeit software.  That number is double the amount from previous years. Counterfeit copies of software expose customers to viruses, fraud, data loss or damage, critical computer failures and more. In many instances malicious code was found to have been deliberately placed on counterfeit products at the point of manufacture, begging questions as to who is behind these operations, and with what intentions.

Hmmm, sort of.

Are Microsoft saying that if you pay for their software in full, they’ll fully indemnify you against viruses, fraud, data loss or damage, critical computer failures and more? Thought not.

The latest in environmental activity

Today in committee I learned of  a simple step that local authorities (and private gyms!) can take to save money and energy in leisure centres.

Two simple words: pool covers.

If you don’t cover your swimming pools at night, then chemicals leak out of the pool via evaporation.  So too does heat from the pool. Leisure centres pay a small fortune in heating swimming pools (and indeed one major thing you can do to reduce leisure centre bills is drop the temperature of the water by just one degree C).

In Nottingham, apparently most of the pools aren’t covered, and many of the leisure centres have old, unworking covers.  It’s taken a little longer than it should do to get agreement to replace the covers, but once they’re in place, it should make a big difference with such a little change.