Redrawing boundaries between Brentford and Chiswick
I met with my chief officer and her new sidekick who is  dedicated to improving the street scene: his background covers recycling,  waste, litter management and environmental enforcement and he’s just come from  Hackney, having previously worked for Westminster. I think our team needed  reinforcement with specific experience and I think he’s just the man – already  active in Hounslow High Street at crack of dawn. We have a joint agenda with a  lot of issues to progress, all aimed at improving our streets and/or our  recycling rate and I’ll be tracking progress over the coming year.
        
In the evening it’s Planning Committee – two highly  contentious applications in Chiswick and two uncontroversial ones out West.  Impassioned pleas from a neighbour and a ward councillor against a plan by a  charity to rebuild a derelict Victorian B&B in the heart of Chiswick. This  is to provide short term housing for young people under a quite strict regime  supervised by a caretaker family living on site. I asked opponents why they  said it was the wrong place at the wrong time and they said they thought  somewhere else would be better. They are concerned about vulnerable young  people being exposed to danger in this notorious crime hotspot. I bet the  estate agents always give out a warning about how dodgy Chiswick is to live in.  Anyway, most of us think this is a splendid initiative and the permission was  granted. The other contentious one was withdrawn so we had a relatively easy  night.
On Friday I was due to meet the leader but he had a fraught  day so we postponed. I ran an errand for my daughter, who had asked me to take  her passport renewal into the Passport Office – not in Petty France any more,  but in an efficient new building in Victoria. For various reasons my afternoon  and evening got frenetic and I ended up making my first acquaintance with Herr  Uber. I have resisted Uber because I think their business model is almost as  scary as Amazon (who I continue to boycott) but I have to confess that the  system works. My chauffeur used to have an Indian restaurant on Hayling Island.  He’s retired now but is bored, so he Ubers every Friday, Saturday and Sunday.  It reminds me of when I came out of West Middlesex a few years ago minus my burst  appendix: the taxi driver had an enormous S-class Mercedes. I observed this  seemed ill suited to the taxi trade but he said he was a retired banker and  this was his hobby. Each to his own.
Monday morning it's our ward walkabout with CEO Niall Bolger.  A series of missed communications mean that initially I’m on my own with him. I  drive him up to Boston Manor station so he can look wistfully over the border  into Ealing (and admire our lovely cycle lane) then we stop at Boston Manor  Park and have a brief walk. Unfortunately Niall finds a depression in the footpath  and almost comes a cropper. He stays upright but there’s a certain amount of  hobbling going on thereafter. We pick up The Melvinator (we managed to miss  Corinna at Brentford Station and then miss various phone calls either way so  she doesn’t join us) and wander through the Haverfield estate, Towers, Green  Dragon Lane etc. Then I drive again to give him an idea of the football  stadium, Capital Interchange Way,  Clayponds  Estate etc. Over the weekend I have been having a battle with Housing about  putting up temporary signs on the Towers as at present you can’t see which is  which. In one of those scenes that you could not possibly have planned, a lady  approaches us as she recognises me and wishes to have a moan about the lack of  signs. Signs were erected later that day :-)      
      
 
 
      
In the evening we have Labour Group meeting. The main topic is our submission to the Boundaries Commission about rearranging the council wards. Not everybody is happy about the compromises that have been thrashed out but we agree to go with them, though of course anybody including individual councillors can make a submission (until 18th March) http://www.lgbce.org.uk/all-reviews/greater-london/greater-london/hounslow We propose to split Brentford into 2 wards – East and West, and have 5 councillors covering the patch rather than the current three. Of course the Commission may take a quite different view.

      
Tuesday lunchtime we have arranged a visit to a mess hotspot in Heath Road so a recycling officer, our CCTV man and Enforcement people attend. I detest umbrellas but I needed something to protect us from the cats and dogs which hurtled towards our heads. We made a sorry-looking crew, huddled together against a large bin, cold and drenched. I was pleased to hear that the CCTV had picked up a number of villains including a BMW whose driver calmly removed 9 black bags and dumped them around our bin. His calm may have been disturbed when he read of the £400 fine his antics had attracted.
Then it’s in to the civic for a finance update – not much has changed. Services are over budget and we need to get on an even keel for next year with achievable budgets and more active financial monitoring. Then the members task group on recycling, covering similar things I discuss with the chief officer but gaining extra perspectives from members, and so to Borough Council.
        We discuss the mostly positive residents’ survey. The Tories  try to pull out some negatives, with Tiggerish (and very engaging) Ronnie  Mushiso explaining that the poor people of Chiswick are afeared to leave their  mansions to brave the marauding hordes on the mean streets. It feels a bit  cruel when I point out to him that no less than 98% of them feel safe going out  during the day and an equally impressive 80% feel safe after dark.  
        
        They don’t like the submission to the electoral commission  (they would prefer to pretend chunks of Brentford are in Chiswick as it’s their  only realistic hope of hanging on to 9 seats – though based on their  performance the electorate may have other ideas!) and they don’t like the  decision to increase basic allowances for councillors by 2% in line with paid  staff, as we agreed we would do last year. It reminds me of when I worked for  Ford Motor Co back in the 1970s. Us white collar workers (remember them?) would  tut tut at the blue collar workers going on strike and eventually getting a 15%  rise (we had REAL inflation back then) but when we got our 17.5% rise to  maintain differentials we were not minded to refuse it, thinking it was in fact  meagre reward for our all-round excellence.
        
        Only one meeting on Wednesday, the inaugural steering group  meeting for Brentford Together, the initiative run by London Sustainability  Exchange together with the Friends of Cathja, Cultivate London  and Hen Corner to improve people’s health by  non-medical means. This is new to me and most of the people there were NHS. We  need to make sure it dovetails with what the council, NHS and voluntary groups  already do and my own ambition is that it encourages people outside ‘the usual  suspects’ to get engaged with community activities and help bring, well, the  diverse communities of Brentford Together.
        
        I see a letter from Mel declining an invitation to a meeting  of the Boston Manor Residents Association on the grounds he will be celebrating  his wife’s 645th birthday. I have met Jackie and I’d say if she’s  really 645 she wears it very well: I suspect Mel, who is henceforth to be  Mel-thuselah, is confusing Jackie’s age with his own.
      
Cllr Guy Lambert
March 14, 2019
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