Whitchurch, Hants, has been in a horticultural frenzy this year. A very energetic group of ladies has raised money for plants and planters and hanging baskets, planted them up and distributed them all over the town centre, whist urging people to cultivate their front gardens, all in the interests of getting our little town recognised in the national Britain in Bloom competition. Having sorted the baskets and planters, the group then set to work weeding cracks in the pavements and along the edges of walls etc, and cleaning the slabs by hand, so that the town would look unnaturally pristine for the judges’ visit. The Day of Judgement was to be on a Friday, which is the town’s refuse collection day, so we were urged to take our bins in asap after they had been emptied so as not to look untidy, and to temporarily move them somewhere out of sight if they are normally visible from the road. This caused some indignant comments on the local FB page about people having to go to work and not wanting to take the day off to move their bins. However, the judging took place OK, and we await the result. The centre of town, at least, looks unusually tidy, with nary a stray weed in sight. Not like in the Middle Ages!
And then, this week, a Council employee was pictured going round the town centre with a huge tank of weedkiller, spraying all the non-existent weeds in the places which had just been cleaned and cleared by the volunteers! There were some indignant comments, including mine, about environmental damage and unnecessary waste of money, but also several vociferous in approval, asking when their local weeds were going to be sprayed. Eg this one;
“Thank God for that
It's about time .I'm really pleased all this hoo ha about chemicals absolute balony.”
You just can’t please everybody, can you?