This is the first in a series of fortnightly columns for the Hastings Independent. Some will be based on those in the Courier.
Pulling up the Drawbridge
By
Kent Barker
There are not, I concede,
many reasons to leave Hastings. Pretty much all life is here. And the town has an added aura summed
up by a small piece of graffiti
on a George Street hoarding: “Keep Hastings Weird”. What made it more real was that it was a near illiterate
scrawl in marker pen with no concessions whatever to the elegant street art of
sprayed 3D letters or Banksy type stencils.
Anyway,
should you happen to venture beyond the town boundaries you will doubtless
discover the rural villages and hamlets of Kent and Sussex, one of which I
inhabit. And this column is
intended to provide a few snapshots of country life from someone who loves the
countryside but finds himself increasingly out of kilter with many who live
there.
From
a few thousand feet up you get a real perspective on the topography of southern
England. I was in a glider soaring
over the Downs around Ringmer, and could see across to the Isle of Wight in one
direction and back to Dungeness in the other. And I realised how much of Britain is NOT built on. Sure, in the car you can’t go far
without encountering habitation.
But from aloft, fields seem to stretch unsullied to the horizon.
Yet
those living in the country appear to feel it their bounden duty to stop anyone
else doing so. If ever there was a
case of pulling up the drawbridge this is it. A space in our village was sold recently. It used to be the
pub car park. But the Royal Oak
was replaced by new houses a decade ago.
Now it’s the newcomers who are most vociferous in seeking to prevent
further building. Letters were
sent round raising the spectre of developers moving in or, horror of horrors,
travellers taking it over – though without evidence that any planned to do so.
The
fact is that there is a housing crisis in the South East. Councils have to find
building plots, and they should not be restricted to towns. Villages like ours
must share the burden. In my
lifetime two shops and the pub have closed. Surely with a few more houses locally we might be able to
keep these important rural businesses going. And the old pub car park seems an
ideal site. Though I’d better not be heard to say so for fear of ostracisation.
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