A change in platform

I write a column each week for the Herald Express and have been posting that there. For the while, mainly because of time or the lack of it, I will simply use the online Herald Express site for my mostly pointless rhetoric....... www.heraldexpress.co.uk/franksobey

Those troublesome scam emails, phone calls and letters!

The other morning I joined around seventy people for a Torbay Business Forum breakfast at the Riviera Conference Centre. The guest speaker was Kevin Foster MP and his topic was the first one-hundred days in the House of Commons. As I am sure you are aware these are difficult times for a politician and I found his grasp of core issues refreshing. I rather suspect that he will keep the faith regardless of political pressure but of course only time will tell.

Kevin Foster

As I say his theme was the first hundred days and I must admit with a title like that I did look around for the executioners block and axe! But this was not a scene from Hilary Mantel’s ‘Wolf Hall’ although he did say that one his first day the new cohort were shown where to leave their swords! What also interested me was the fact that the audience at the breakfast event did not use this gathering as a platform for launching a series of prickly questions. In point of fact there were very few questions and that did actually make me raise an eyebrow.

For the past eighteen years the local MP was Adrian Sanders. The period immediately after the May election will have been a curious road for Adrian as he adjusted to a very different landscape. Before becoming an MP Adrian spent twenty-one years working in the public and private sectors. That is a considerable amount of knowledge and experience. You may be interested to know that Adrian is still very much in business offering public relations, government affairs and lobbying services (www.adriansanders.org). He is very keen to help smaller organisational locally and his fee structure is user friendly.

Adrian Sanders

I have a huge amount of respect for both Adrian and Kevin. It is all too easy to look for the negative and indeed too often people seem to gain enormous pleasure from criticising others. Kevin will certainly need support from the community in the challenging days ahead and it is pleasing that Adrian’s wealth of experience is still available.

One point made by Kevin Foster during his ‘first hundred days’ talk was the nature of communication and how that has changed. He pointed out that not so many years ago if you had something you wanted to tell your MP then it meant picking up a pen and writing a letter.  Of course you didn’t just write a letter you then had to stuff it in an envelope, stick a stamp in the top right hand corner and pop it in a letterbox.

These days that has all changed. Of course many people will still write letters and to be quite honest I find that very exercise quite cathartic. The advent of social media means that that an email can be dashed off in seconds. There is also the facility for the use internet based sites to simply write a quick note to an MP and press send! So easy to do and of course too often the source emails that lack any thought.

I think that Kevin said he had something like two-hundred emails immediately after winning the election. That comment made me shiver because I suspect that quite important messages may have been lost in an ocean of rhetoric. It is also true that too many email communications should really be saved for a period of time and then read again before pressing send or indeed deleting. That is certainly true when written in anger. As the blood pressure rises we tend to lose the ability to reason.

One topic that might interest both of them, Kevin and Adrian, is the rise in spam communications through the letterbox, email in box, telephone calls and text messages. You may have read in the Herald Express recently of a lady who lost thousands of pounds to a telephone scammer. These nasty people are very clever but lack any integrity. We live in an age where personal information is so easily available and it takes little effort to find huge amounts of data about a person.

What really worries me is that whilst numerous people will report scams many others will be too embarrassed to admit falling for these malicious attacks. All this is not helped by isolation and we must look out for the vulnerable. We need to put pressure on the decision makers in the hope that there will be a more serious attempt to weed out these nasty people.

Keep the smile!

from my Herald Express column 9th September 2015

How ‘Socratic’ is the debate?

Doctor Bettany Hughes is a clever lady and so it was interesting watching her ‘bump’ into the power of the Socratic process whilst chatting to a Greek writer in an Athenian café. I don’t know whether you watched her three television programmes on the great thinkers but if you did then hopefully, like me, will have been pushed out of your comfort zone! That Athenian café conversation may make you want to debate with friends over a cup of coffee.

Doctor Hughes has tracked the lives of The Buddha, Socrates and Confucius. All three lived so many years ago at about the same time. That fact is curious in itself. The dominance of their thinking is still so very powerful today. Two comments during the programme on Socrates made me think quite deeply. The first was about the need never to be thoughtless and the second was about how little we know!

Oh yes, there is also one more important point. Never drink hemlock!

For most of us the name Socrates is associated with ancient Greece and the birth of democracy. Churchill (the politician rather than the nodding dog!) reportedly said that democracy is the worst form of government, except for all those other forms that have been used from time to time.

I suspect that we all believe that we have some control over the political landscape and not so long ago many of us joined the May 2015 queues at polling stations. Sadly quite a few of us didn’t and that has to be a worry. Of course the fact that worries me doesn’t mean that it worries you!

My understanding of the democratic process is that we elect fellow citizens to represent us in the various places of powers. They become the decision makers on our behalf and hopefully those decisions represent the will of the community that elected them. You might want to think about that.

I have little doubt that most of us are aware of the changes happening daily on the English Riviera. Sometimes those changes raise an eyebrow and from time to time may trigger an emotional tingle. That tingle may be of pleasure because what is happening brings joy. Of course the tingle may be a feeling of being somewhat uneasy and less than happy.

Paignton’s Matthew Clark wrote about the Torbay Retail and Tourism Business Improvement District in last week’s Herald Express and worried, it seemed to me, about the democratic process.  Do you have a business related to tourism or retail in Torbay? If you do then how much do you know about it (the BID) and what do your local elected councillors think about it? How ‘Socratic’ is the debate?

Coincidentally I bumped into another local councillor unexpectedly the other evening. My family had given me a voucher for an evening meal at the Harbour Kitchen and so I hopped on a bus with my wife for the short trip to Torquay’s busy harbour. I love the upstairs front seat because the views across Torbay can be stunning. Also sitting on a front seat was former mayor and now local councillor Nick Bye. Nick is a clever man with a brilliant sense of humour and hopefully he enjoyed the short journey as much as we did. His update on what is happening politically gave me hope since there appears at last to be a little unity.

The fact that Nick Bye was on a local bus was for me significant because you may remember me waxing lyrical recently about Kevin Foster MP also using local busses. I see the local bus service as the life blood of a community and it is a worry that so many services seem to be disappearing. Sadly those that suffer when that happens tend to be people who can become too easily isolated. That is something perhaps to debate with your local councillor.

Whilst debating issues with your elected representatives you might also ask what is happening to Oldway Mansion. Sadly it seems to me to be a little like my own house in that it is deteriorating without the money to support the upkeep! We were promised a bright new future for it a few years ago but little seems to be happening. The gardens however have been tended and look beautiful including this iconic palm (pictured) which will bring a smile to our elected mayor Gordon Oliver’s face. 

Keep the smile!

from my column in the Herald Express 1st September

An Endless Green Tapestry That Catches The Eye

Buses, boats and leafy pathways somehow for me capture the essence of South Devon. Even though the local area seems to be a sprawling urban landscape it is the almost endless green tapestry that catches the eye when viewed from the sea.

A week or so ago I hopped on a Western Lady ferry for the return trip from Torquay to Brixham and back. The day was sunny and the boat crowded. It is the first time in a long while that I have had the opportunity to look at Torbay in a very different way.

It was interesting to compare the cost of the ferry trip and then a bus journey. The return trip on the Western Lady was only £3 which seemed far too cheap. The bus fare from Torquay’s Pavilion to Manor Corner in Preston was £2.40. The new high speed ferry has a £6 return fare which also seems very good value for a fast trip. Fine weather does make people want to play on boats but when waves are rough and the rain falls numbers inevitably drop.

I did have a chat with the lady staffing the Torquay kiosk for the Western Lady who told me that this month had been busy and the boat I boarded was full in both directions. At £3 return it is ridiculously cheap given that it’s a lovely way to travel across the bay offering stunning views of the South Devon Coast. Almost a mini cruise!

As we chugged into Brixham the new high speed ferry service was heading out. Sadly the new ‘super-duper’ high speed craft has yet to reach Torbay and for the while they are using the Silver Sea charter boat. This Paignton based twelve seater boat is a very fast way to skip across Torbay.

So many cities around the world now use water transport to avoid traffic congestion and I was very excited when it was announced that a new high speed craft would offering a brilliant commuting route between Brixham and Torquay. The operators say on their website that “Brixham Express Ltd operate an all year ferry service between Brixham and Torquay. The custom built twin screw catamaran is suited to the beam seas of Torbay and we hope to deliver a service that can weather the east winds and swell. Travelling to work by sea, across beautiful Torbay, is a new innovative way to both start and finish your work day. Stagecoach 33 will link with the ferry at Beacon Quay, Torquay to deliver commuters to their places of work.”

As yet this innovative craft has yet to appear and Mary O’Discoll from Brixham Express tells me that she is pulling out her hair out in frustration! Bureaucracy and administrative hiccups seem to be slowing the process. Hopefully within the next month this exciting new boat will reach Torbay. It must be very annoying for Mary and her people that they will not have the benefit of a busy summer season. Mary says that she simply keeps smiling! I like that of course.

I have a certain empathy with them because years ago we had a running battle with Torbay Council in attempting to operate a commercial aqua-sausage business off Paignton beach. At one point the whole elected council was at a standstill debating the future of an inflatable toy on a sandy South Devon beach. Hmm. The main concern apparently was the number of objections received. This was before the Freedom of Information Act and getting detail as to who the complainants were was almost impossible. We did find out eventually after ‘ambushing’ a councillor and it seems that it was a case of numerous objections from one person!  

The latter part of the week was dimpsy and so my woodland walk to Occombe Farm was along dampened leafy pathways. My two year old grand-daughter needed a damp weather activity and Occombe offers endless fun in the converted barns and hard standing outside the popular café. Watching the young ones racing toy tractors around the barns and yard is it seems to me a quintessentially Devonian activity! Dimpsy actually means getting dark or twilight but I’ve always used it to describe those soft soggy days when the mist rolls in from the sea. By the way I have to say that Occombe’s home made beef burger is a sensation and very welcome by this hungry grand-dad!

Keep the smile.

From my column in the Herald Express on the 26th August

Join in the fun and tingle too!

I remember years ago sprinting along the harbour wall on the east quay of Paignton Harbour and leaping out into the rough easterly sea. Sailing through the air and sinking deep beneath the waves was so exhilarating! At that time there used to be a ladder at the end of the quay and we would wait for the next big swell and excitedly clamber back up onto the harbour. It was high summer of course and the water was almost warm.

Those years ago Paignton’s lovely little harbour seemed to tingle in the summer as hundreds of tourists wandered happily around the quaysides. We used to run a windsurfing school from here and provided endless entertainment for tourists as luckless aspirant windsurfers bobbed on the board briefly before tipping headlong into the ocean.

At that time Paignton Sailing Club had a very active windsurfing section and on Thursday evenings over fifty windsurfers would race around buoys off the harbour. During Regatta Week thousands of people would watch windsurfers sail along the edge of the beach in fancy dress! Where else would you see a giant carrot sailing a windsurfers being chased by an overstuffed rabbit complete with large floppy ears?

Over recent years the harbour rather lost much of the once famous ‘mojo’ as it adjusted to changing social trends and the economic roller-coaster that turned into a white knuckle ride for many. Various ‘plans’ offered all sorts of possibilities for the harbour estate. An eclectic mix included the Mayor’s Vision, a Port Master Plan, various town plans and more latterly the Torbay Retail / Tourism BID. The Harbour also seemed to have lost direction as the local council attempted to balance recreational and business development.

BUT having said all that next Saturday something quite special is happening on Paignton’s picturesque harbour. A small group of dedicated harbour people have been planning the first ever HARBOUR FESTIVAL DAY! Much of this is due to the endless enthusiasm of Paignton’s new harbourmaster Simon Pinder. Simon is a sailor with many years’ experience and natural enthusiasm for making things happen. He has also managed to unite the community and must be congratulated for that.

You can learn how to splice rope with our local expert Andy Ricks. He will be with Mike Cornish the local supplier of commercial fishing and yachting supplies demonstrating how modern pots are made. Come and see Dave French construct a traditional Withy Pot from scratch. The pot will be auctioned later with proceeds going to the Fishermen's Mission. Bidding will be brisk for what will be a beautifully crafted potential Christmas present!

The Oarsome Buoys Shaun Pedley and Ryan Barter will be on hand to tell you about rowing across the Atlantic. Their boat will be on the harbour for the day and so you can actually touch the craft and feels its spirit. In December they will be competing in the Talisker Whisky Atlantic Challenge rowing from La Gomera to Antigua! That is a tough challenge and makes me shiver just thinking about it! Do have a look at their website and the ‘countdown clock’ telling you how long there is left before the start of the race.(http://www.weregoingrowing.co.uk/)

There will be live music from The Back Beach Boyz and Fabulous 59 Ford, wonderful ‘Billet Doux – Lino Prints’ by local artist Emma Higgins, a traditional Punch and Judy show and so much more! This has to be one of the best events of the summer locally and I am really looking forward to spending the day there.

This is Regatta Week in Paignton and that brings the whole town to life. It is so easy to bang on about all the things that appear not to work and for reasons I still don’t understand people seem to wallow too often in self-imposed negativity. With so much good stuff happening locally South Devon really should be tingling so why not join in the fun and tingle too! You know it makes sense.

I’m almost tempted to have another crack at leaping off the harbour wall when the tide is high and the east wind tumbles the sea toward the beach.

Keep the smile.

Words from my column in the Herald Express 12th August 2015

To be at the mercy of the machine!

I seem to spend a huge amount of time walking the local roads these days. That is partly due to the curious state of being semi-retired and partly due to a conscious decision to be a pedestrian rather than a motorist.

In the past time seemed critical and the need to get between two points quickly made a vehicle essential. Ditching the car and keeping to the pavement for local trips hasn’t really taken that much longer because previously unknown shortcuts provide new horizons. I have discovered parts of Torbay that I simply didn’t know existed: fascinating stuff!

This new lifestyle choice partly explains why the other morning I found myself walking down a steep hill into Paignton. As I walked three young men emerged from a house ahead of me. They were in their late teens and probably students. As they walked I found myself drifting back down ‘memory lane’ to another world. That slip was partly due to the sound of church bells from the beautiful Paignton Parish Church in the distance.

They walked in single file with heads slightly bowed and hands clasped in front of them. Through half closed eyes they looked like Benedictine monks answering the call to communion! I’m sure you can recall those images of holy men in prayer walking silently in single file.

My walking speed was a little faster than the silent trio and I soon passed them. Glancing sideways I could see that all three were thumbing smart phones or mobile devices! It would have been rude to stare at the screens but from the speed of thumb movement I suspect that they were texting. Texting for those that don’t know is a method of chatting with friends in silence via a mobile device!

Increasingly I find this obsession with mobile devices quite fascinating. As I walk my daily Torbay pilgrimages I am increasingly aware of the number of people using smart phones, tablets and other ‘toys’ as they travel. Sadly as a pedestrian I am also increasingly aware of the quite large number of people texting whilst driving. That is of course illegal but is also incredibly stupid.

Little groups of people seem not to notice each other as they sip hot drinks outside coffee shops whilst playing with smart phones. The apparent silence masks the huge amount of cyberspace chatter as they connect to other worlds. I say other worlds but that is perhaps a truth since whilst sipping a cappuccino in Brixham you can be having a real time conversation with a friend on the beach in Bali!

I make no judgement about this modern phenomenon but simply want to raise awareness. Fiction writers, including the enigmatic Philip Pullman, have allowed characters to move from one world to another. In point of fact Philip Pullman, in the Dark Materials trilogy, talks of the ‘Subtle Knife’ that actually cuts a slit in the fabric of time allowing movement between worlds or realities!

Philip Pullman : Dark Materials

My silent trio walking down that steep hill into Paignton the other morning had in many ways done exactly that. They were walking in one reality and yet living in another ‘virtual’ reality. It made me think of those monks over the centuries doing quite something similar as they walked in silent prayer. Their belief had them communicating with a divine being using prayer. Hmm.

If you have the time over the next few weeks do take a look at your fellow citizens as they navigate the day. You might become a little more aware of the large number swapping one reality for another by using mobile devices. Check out the number of drivers doing exactly that! That will send a shiver down your spine since as a pedestrian you are at the mercy of the machine. It is also quite shocking when you realise that the awareness of that immediate community in which you exist doesn’t appear on their landscape at all!

Keep the smile.

From my column published in the Herald Express 22nd July 2015

Black Pudding and Bacon Rolls - or a cup of tea at St Andrew's in Sands Road!!

Saint Andrew's Church in Sands Road - just down the road from Paignton's historic harbour!

I’ve always been a supporter of business networking because it brings like-minded entrepreneurs and support professionals together. We all lead busy lives these days and so many networking occasions tend to happen in the morning. Recently I have started to worry about the health of those networking trailblazers because of the proliferation of business networking breakfasts!

Last week, for example, I was aware of at least three gatherings. Two of those provided a large cooked breakfast complete with black pudding and the third offered endless bacon rolls. Perhaps it is time to provide a cholesterol test as part of the offering! So, having said all that, I still like the idea of these gatherings because they do allow an easy exchange of news and knowledge.

Most also have a theme speaker who will offer insights that quite often become a catalyst for innovation. Let me just expand upon that a little. I have always been an enthusiastic gatherer of knowledge and over the years one thing has become very clear. That is the fact that I know so very little! It also seems to me that each day I become aware that I seem to know less and less.

There is an old saying that goes something like it’s not what you know but who you know. Sadly that has too often been used to explain why someone has inexplicably got a job or position that might have been best awarded to another less well connected person. But it is more than that. It seems to me that it isn’t necessarily what you know or who you know but more a case of what you know about them. That can be a very positive scenario because it encourages a social connectivity that can work for the greater good.

I happened to bump into a community engagement worker the other day and floated the idea of community networking events. Of course we already have community partnerships, focus groups and numerous other social engagement platforms but it seems to me that there is still something missing.

We’ve stripped out so many community hotspots in recent times. I have in mind the popular visits to the local Post Office, the once crowded churches, numerous public houses et cetera and planted the idea that we now engage via the Internet whilst drifting through cyberspace! That paradigm change, if that is what it is, worries me.

So where will we find community hotspots where easy social networking can happen? I suppose your first question might be seeking a meaningful definition of community! One starting point could be the location of local parish churches because they tended to be slap bang in the middle of traditional communities. Many of these older buildings seem to be little used or indeed not used at all. Of course the immediate reaction of many these days is that ‘They don’t do God!’ Yet one of the core values underpinning religious thought is the business of loving thy neighbour and perhaps by using these older spacious buildings we might start doing exactly that.

Oddly enough this community engagement or neighbourhood networking is actually happening locally. The other day I dropped in at Saint Andrew’s Church in Paignton to visit the Craft Works. St. Andrew’s is not far from Paignton’s picturesque harbour and is a lovely old red sandstone building. Traditional services still happen in the church on Sunday and Wednesday but on the other days a wide range of community based workshops meet. Have a look at what they do by dropping in for a cup of tea!

Kick-starting community action usually requires external funding and these days that can be hard going. Many of the funding ‘pots’ have become much smaller and are being sought by increasing numbers.  A bit of a ‘Catch 22’ situation because if you make something happen you didn’t need the funding and yet too often things don’t happen because they lack funding! Hmm: a paradox perhaps.

Keep the smile.

If you go down to the sea today!

Surprisingly many people don’t know that Paignton has a harbour! Not only has Paignton got a harbour but that harbour is one of the prettiest in the area. The harbour walls are made from old red sandstone and seem to glow in the late afternoon summer sunshine.

In an attempt to share the wonder of this quaint little harbour the local community have decided to hold a community day on August 15^th! That day will be jam-packed with so many yummy things to do including feasting on freshly cooked seafood. Part of the fun will be a traditional Punch and Judy show that will both fascinate and entertain.

But why wait until then do discover the magic of Paignton’s picturesque harbour? Walk the coastal path for a while and pause for coffee or freshly cooked tapas whilst watching colourful boats bob on the rising tide. Experience the atmospheric energy that fills the air as you tuck into a delicious evening meal overlooking Tor Bay.

This wonderful harbour is ageless and that is demonstrated by the wide range of activities that weave a rich tapestry. You will find rowing, sailing, diving, fishing and so much more. Watch the ski boats leave the harbour heading for the open sea and ferries that allow passengers to see South Devon in a very different way.

Why not sit in the summer sun whilst enjoying a picnic on Fairy Cove? Hear the sound of seabirds as you doze for a while and smile.  The spirit of Paignton’s hidden gem will wrap itself around you and your life will be the better for it.

Keep the smile.  
                              

When the bough breaks…..

All that is left of the police station in Paignton!

Sometimes it all too easy not to notice the metaphorical cracks creeping across the surface of our society. That lack of notice is usually a consequence of minimal impact upon the daily routine of our own lives. I guess that it is a little like toothache. Toothache is very much a personal thing which soon dominates the day. Once the pain is past the event is quickly forgotten.

I use that as an example because whilst we may have empathy with others suffering in some way we don’t actually feel the pain. As we rocket toward May 2015 the political rhetoric is hotting up. Meanwhile the austerity measures in place continue to impact and we must all be aware that increasingly the pressure in places is reaching breaking point.

Let me give you an example. I don’t know whether you have been aware of the changing police landscape lately but a few things have made me want to comment. We hear about the cuts to policing locally but perhaps fail to take on the potential dangers lurking as a consequence. Some years ago I found a wallet on the pavement with a considerable amount of money in it but no identification. I took the wallet to the local police station and it was eventually reunited with its owner.

If that happened today I would need to take it to my local police enquiry office. A short while ago that would have been the large building in the middle of Paignton. That very large building is now a pile of rubble in Southfield Road. (see picture). I would therefore need to hop on a bus and drop it off in at Torquay Police Station. Does that matter? Well I think it does.

Whilst we see police cars whizzing around what we might also notice is fewer police officers walking the beat. I was chatting to a friend the other day when he suddenly stopped and exclaimed “Gosh you don’t see that very often these days!” I look around but didn’t immediately see what had caught his attention. “Look, over there!” he said “Two police officers walking the beat!”

Of course Devon and Cornwall Constabulary do provide a very nice website and if you have easy access to a computer of mobile device it is possible to access all sorts of information, but for me that doesn’t replace the comfort of being able to walk into the local police station. As I say, does that matter? Well I happen to think that it does.

As the financial noose tightens many of the things that actually keep a community together seem to be being eroded and it isn’t until something happens to you or those that you love that the impact is felt. Policing is one aspect of course and as the numbers of beat police officers fall it only has to be a matter of time before the ‘bough breaks’. My worry is that in the words of that little nursery rhyme ‘…down will come cradle, baby and all!’

I happened to be at a business breakfast event the other morning with our mayor as the guest speaker. He spoke at length about many of the good things happening locally and about the challenges facing our community. There are indeed many good things happening and we mustn’t lose sight of that. We also see many of the challenges as being about reduced funding and that is a truth. At that breakfast meeting in Torquay’s lovely Grand Hotel I made the point that it isn’t simply about the money but HOW that money is spent. 

My observation was about a photograph a little while ago with two council officers in front of the now beleaguered Parkfield Youth Centre. At the time we were losing numerous youth worker posts and it made me raise an eyebrow that the combined salary of those two senior officers was over £250,000. In all probability the two well-paid officers were worth every penny but it does offer an interesting perspective I think.

As aspirant national and local politicians seek your vote it might be a good time to really think about what sort of community we really want and make that very clear to them.

Keep the smile!

From my column in the Herald Express 8th April 2015

Giving people a reason to smile is simply wonderful.

My column in the Herald Express 4th February 2015

The Monastery Berry Drive Paignton

As a bright-eyed student, so many years ago, I thought that I might have a vocation for the Catholic priesthood. By the time I had escaped from college it was clear that I didn’t have a vocation and so I lurked quite happily in the secular world. People who know me then asked why I didn’t test my vocation and all I can say is that I found it hard. However as part of my course I spent a month or so teaching at Saint Cuthbert Mayne School Torquay and whilst there bumped into a newly ordained priest from the Marist House of Studies that was then housed in Monastery Road Paignton. As a consequence of that meeting and my possible vocation I spent a little time visiting what we now refer to locally as the Old Monastery. At that time it was the home of some very clever academic priests and a simply stunning library.

The Marist priests and nuns had a long association with Paignton with many local ladies educated at the Marist Convent School Paignton in the building that is now occupied by Tower House School. Indeed until twenty or so years ago Marist nuns were still providing teaching staff at the Sacred Heart School in Paignton under the leadership of Sister Monica O’Brien.

A few weeks ago the nuns running Stoodley Knowle School announced that it will shortly close ending over eighty years of teaching in sixty-five acres of picturesque woodland overlooking Anstey’s Cove. Times change and so much of what we have always taken for granted quietly slips into history as fewer people seek the celibate life within the religious world.

Recently I've become engaged with a number of people who have been looking at old church buildings and how they might be used for the good of the community. One leader in this field is Andrew Richardson of W4G (Working for Good Communities (http://www.w4gcic.net/ )). He has been actively looking at the development of socially inclusive entrepreneurial system that is ethically based within unused or under used church buildings. These buildings tend to be in the middle of communities that have often been battered by the economic downturn and therefore offer an excellent hub for community re-engagement.

The other day I happened to be walking around the gardens at Oldway Mansion and looked over the valley toward Winner Hill. I noticed the statue above the Old Monastery sparkling in the afternoon sunshine. It seemed to call me and so I nipped over for a long overdue visit.

The chapel at the old Marist House of Studies is now the home of Anode (http://www.anodecharity.org.uk). I had recently been in contact with Anode’s founder Nigel Williams and had been captivated by their mission. This is what they say about themselves.

“Anode is a Charity that provides a holistic service to help an individual through challenging times by engaging with one or more of our programmes. We look to build a foundation that encourages self-belief, independence and responsibility. Our Motto is ‘Changing Lives, Giving a Voice & Fighting Poverty’ and we are passionate about helping out where needed. We recognise that each individual is unique and we are committed to helping people connect with HOPE!”

A member of the Anode community gave me a quick tour of the chapel building showing me the food bank store, the meeting rooms, kitchen and counselling area. The last time I had been in the lovely chapel building was back in 1970 and at the time was hugely warmed by the spiritual energy of the chapel which was at that time a house of prayer. I have to say that what Anode is about still captures that magical spirit but in a very different way.

We live in troubled times and those on the margins of our society seem to be being pushed over the edge on a daily basis. The crushing deprivation that drains hope from so many has to be stopped and to do that it needs all of us to pay careful attention. Look out for those around you who might be in danger.

Organisations like Anode, W4G and others help to bring hope. Building communities by developing employable skills from within seems to me a way to create a more hopeful future. The Anode Smile Maker programme is such a platform and giving people a reason to smile is simply wonderful.

Keep the smile.

Helping homeless would be a start

My column in the Herald Express 22nd January 2015

Kate Humble is an interesting girl! Recently I watched her abseiling down the inside of an active volcano toward the bubbling molten lava lake on the island of Tanna in the southern Pacific. That is a very scary thing to do.

Two things struck me about this dramatic event that had been brilliantly filmed by the BBC. The first was Kate’s obvious anxiety. Someone told me years ago that if we weren’t living on the edge then we were taking up too much space. I’m not sure about that but Kate was certainly on the edge and you could almost taste the fear in her voice as she slid down a rope to a narrow ledge above the hostile lava lake. That has to be one of the scariest places in the world.

The second thing that struck me was the molten lava lake itself. How easily do we forget that this world of ours is a ball of fire covered with a thin crust? Occasionally we get a glimpse of that destructive power when volcanoes suddenly spew molten material high into the sky. Do you remember back in 2011 when aircraft were grounded as a dust cloud drifted across Europe after the eruption of an Icelandic volcano? Kate’s slide toward that molten lava lake is striking evidence of how delicate it all is. That boiling cauldron spews noxious gas high into the atmosphere on a daily basis.

Whether you are a creationist or an evolutionist you have to be very aware of how fragile our existence is. Whilst we worry about daily things that trouble us it is good to be grateful for whatever we have and to hang on to this life with both hands.

It occurred to me that our mayor might well be hanging on to things with both hands just now when I listened to him speak at the Torbay Business Forum breakfast a few days ago.  The attentive business community listened to him talk about the good things that have happened in Torbay whist he has had the reigns. Of course many good things have happened and we must celebrate that. At the same time there have been draconian cuts in public spending. So many services have been forced to the very edge financially and others simply sank without trace.

So many of those cuts hit people with the least power first and it seems to me that the gap between those that have and those that have not is getting horribly wider by the day. Many families face increasing hardship as things like energy prices climb ever higher.  The increase in the number of food banks must have many people scratching their heads. It worries me and I hope that it worries you too.

One of the outcomes from this troubled time is the increase in homelessness. As I walked the icy roads just before six this morning with my dog I thought how hard the night will have been for those sleeping rough. That penetrating cold made me shiver and be thankful that I wasn’t clutching a damp blanket under a bush.

Later in the morning I joined a group of people attending a training session at Saint Paul’s church in Paignton. We had gathered to listen to Rachel Makin from Housing Justice speak about running night shelters. You may like to know that under the direction of THE HAVEN (http://www.haven-torbay.org.uk ) seven church halls will become overnight shelters for the homeless during February.

Being lonely and homeless has to be a scary place and whilst I might have been impressed with Kate Humble’s bravery it seems to me that members of our community have to face those demons of fear on a nightly basis.

Homelessness, in our fragile world, is something we must face and act upon. Our prime minister says that we are all in this together but sadly the evidence seems not to support that. Rachel Makin made an interesting point when she said that with overseas aid we attempt to offer people access to water and sanitation. That, she says, is something that our homeless often cannot access.

As a community we need to pull together in the hope of building a future that includes everyone. What we do should be for the good of all and hopefully offering hospitality to the homeless is a start. I will be staffing one of the night shelters during February and am a little worried about to be quite honest. One thing I will do is what I tell others to do and that is to keep the smile, hard though that might be. Please remember that when it comes to being homeless; there but for the grace of your god go you.

Keep the smile!

The Bonus Culture Trundles On...

My column in the Herald Express 9th January 2015

Sunrise over Singer Court

Recent research reveals that if you worked at the sharp end of Goldman Sachs in 2013 that the annual monster bonus event was a time of celebration! Those intrepid risk takers each received £2,570,000 bonuses on average. Meanwhile the poor old risk takers and senior staff at RBS over the same period only received a tasty £600,000 on average. Not a bad income boost when all is said and done.

I don’t know whether you noticed that news sound bite over the Christmas period and if you did what was your reaction? Probably, like most of us, you simply shrugged your shoulders. The problem is, or so it seems to me, that so much sensational news is too often received with a shrug of the shoulders. Why is that? It is quite likely because so much of what is happening to us seems to be outside of our control. If that is the case then perhaps the occasional raising of an eyebrow is all that we can hope for.

These monster bonus decisions tend to be decided by the financial gatekeepers and despite the turmoil in the money markets the bonus culture trundles on. Of course it isn’t only the money men that expect a bonus for doing what they are paid to do efficiently. Many of the higher echelons of the Civil Service, NHS and other similar bodies also anticipate huge annual bonuses. Many senior posts have a large cosy bonus as part of the contract of employment but at least one, Network Rail’s Mark Carne, may not take his this year after the Christmas rail chaos. Hmm. We’ll see.

You might ask why I use the word gatekeeper in this context. An accountant once told me that he who controls the quill controls the money. Those with the power have a habit of protecting themselves and the people immediately around them. They toast the system with the words “Here’s to us and those like us” which immediately excludes those not part of this exclusive world. That is why the word gatekeeper offers a glimpse of why little is likely to change. If you guard the gate then you decide who comes in and who stays out.

If we simply accept that the self-appointed gatekeepers decide to reward each other little will ever change. Part of our reluctance to change is I suspect the worry that rejection may threaten our own socio-economic stability. You will be aware of the political rhetoric surrounding the payment of huge bonuses but since so many of our political elite benefit from the system there isn’t, despite the rhetoric, really that much appetite for change.

2015 is election year and so if you have an appetite for change then this might be your chance to come up for air. Once again you might find yourself facing the gatekeeper mentality and so take a good look at the names on the ballot paper. Comments like “They’re all the same” may have some validity but doesn’t really help. This is the time to engage with the people making the decisions and has to be an excellent reason for hopping down from the fence!

Talking about fences, I have to say how impressed I am with the new pathway through what is left of Oldway Mansion’s Fernacombe Wood. The new huge apartment block called Singer Court (see picture) is now towering above that part of Paignton and a little woodland walk has been constructed outside the newly fenced grounds. I recommend this short walk as a way of accessing the Oldway Mansion gardens that are still being beautifully maintained by Torbay Council. I was however a little curious about the ‘No Horse Riding’ sign since it a long time since I have seen any horses trotting down the busy Paignton to Torquay road!

Thinking about local developments in general I have to say how impressed I was the other day when I made my first visit to Living Coasts in Torquay. It’s been on my list of things to do for quite a while and so during the Christmas holiday I made the effort. It really is an interesting place and the knowledgeable staff made sure that visitors had every opportunity to learn. I timed my visit to include lunch at their terrace café overlooking the whole of Torbay and found the whole experience quite atmospheric. Recommended!

That little jaunt has prompted me to produce a list of other South Devon places of interest for 2015 visits including Torre Abbey, Torquay Museum, Kent’s Cavern, Bygones and the Model Village in St Marychurch, Coleton Fishacre and Brixham Heritage Museum. I plan to add steam trains and river trips to my rapidly expanding list. We live in a stunning part of the world and that has to be something for us all to celebrate.

Keep the smile!

Platform For A New Energy.

My column in the Herald Express 23rd December 2014

I’ve not looked yet but I rather suspect that the film Love Actually will pop up at least once over the Christmas period. Love Actually and another Richard Curtis film, Notting Hill, always make me smile. Both have quite serious themes but also have a lightness that lifts my battered spirit. What really does it for me is the last scene in Love Actually that ends with a huge storyboard of people being united at an airport because it seems to capture the essence of Christmas; that wonderful joy of reunited friends and family coming home for Christmas.

I love Christmas and always have. That statement may be slightly overegging the truth because sometimes things can become a little bumpy as the reality of life too often makes us less than happy. Christmas Day for me has always started with the first church service which I suppose is the nature of the day. It is an acknowledgement of the Christmas message for the Christian Faith, which is the birth of Jesus. But the winter celebration itself of course predates Christianity and emphasises the long dark night coupled with very short cold days. A time when folk gathered in the icy semidarkness around a fire as the night world outside shivered.

There was a time when that first Christmas Day service was a collective family event shared with the community. In these unusual and too often confusing times the need for family and community is huge. Christmas traditionally is a time for heading home, for sharing, for caring and perhaps capturing a little of the seasonal magic. Sadly for too many these days, Christmas will not be a time for family or friends. For those struggling to put food on the table or indeed to find food at all the wall to wall commercial invitations to feast will simply bring pain. Too often that pain will also be a place of intense loneliness. In the helter-skelter run up to Christmas Day it is important to remember that we are a community which is hopefully inclusive.  

Keeping all that in mind I do love the idea of a friendly Santa Claus travelling the world bringing a sparkle into lives and occasionally granting special needs rather than simply satisfying superficial wants.

This Christmas I will look to the heavens in the hope of catching sight of that famous speeding sled pulled by celestial reindeer high above Torbay. During the past year I have found myself wishing for a few special Torbay ‘presents’ and perhaps this Christmas some of Santa’s sparkling fairy dust will fall from the sleigh like golden snow settling on those dreams.

A light covering of Santa’s golden fairy dust on Oldway Mansion would be wonderful. Seeing that now exhausted building suddenly spring into life as bright lights shine from the windows, excited people walk the beautiful halls and atmospheric gardens, newlyweds showering rose petals on the terrace and a community energised by the reawakening. To bring that iconic building back to life will send a tingle through the whole of Torbay.

That magical dust might also fall lightly on the Parkfield Youth Centre where beleaguered youth workers suddenly find that their prayers have been answered as endless streams of young people ride the BMX track, clamber up the stunning climbing wall, skate endlessly on the ramps, swing from the trees, play games in the sports hall, make music in the garden and bring a smile to the most battered faces. This wonderful £4.8 million pound facility has lost its way and seems in the words of a young local accountant “To be a waste of a fab opportunity” as the consequence of funding cuts cast a sad shadow over the estate. Will Santa listen?

Hopefully a few flakes from that golden shower might flutter over Torquay Pavilion and Cary Green bringing hope for an amicable future that will capture the magic of the past in a union with a vibrant future. Perhaps part of a new harmony will be a change from the collective mayhem of the drunken night-time madness in the harbour area into a place that generates a new energy of hope.

But most of all I pray that the energy of Christmas will bring joy to the whole community and lift the spirit of us all. In my last article I wrote about developing a ‘White Monday’ for the good of all rather than the demonic ‘Black Friday’ evidenced by greedy grabbing. Perhaps Christmas can be a platform for a new energy working for the good of the community as we rocket toward a more meaningful future!

Keep the smile.