News in Hadleigh

Hallowe'en. All Hallows' Eve. Spooky, right? Gotta say, for apparitions like me Hallowe'en is a bit of a busman's holiday. It just means an extra round of the town, haunting. And an extra round in each tavern.

One good thing about it: for one night a year I get to see all the less active Hadleigh spirits. They all come out: the persecuted witch, the Roundhead who lost his regiment, the nineteenth century river-boat woman, the downed fighter pilot, etc. It's good to see them all.

I do love reading Rowland Taylor's Ghost: the spectre is a very entertaining and eloquent wordsmith. I just wish his numeracy and fact-checking were up to the same standard.

His recent assessment of the state of the Babergh administration and the reasons for the changes in the number of Conservative councillors are way off the mark. Firstly, there were 28 (out of 43) councillors in my group when I first became leader in January 2018.

Hadleigh Jazz Club has long been the hottest ticket in town. Indeed, the demand for the latest show was so great, that Georgia Mancio and Mark Crooks' long-awaited return to the town hall sold out within a matter of hours.

As a consequence, the club's promoter George Double felt obliged to add a matinée show, which also quickly filled to capacity.

Good things come to those who wait.

Like most commonplace sayings, this little aphorism's relevance rate is rather mixed. Not least as the predominant culture seems to be 'I know what I want and I want it now.'

I was in Avis's checking out the newspapers. As I read, I realised why there was a long queue of chariots down Lady Lane the other day.

They weren't lining up to pay tribute to me as I walked into town. No. They were looking for fuel. Which explains the glum faces. And why no-one waved back at me.

"The insolence!" I growled in Squire Derek's office. "Questioning their King's connection to Hadleigh. The bare-faced cheek of it."

I was ranting about the recent letter to Nub News, obvs. It demanded I prove my link to my own town. Odin's One Eye.

Letter to Spirit of Guthrum's Ghost

I note that you are wandering around Hadleigh hoping that the good people will build a statue in the town to recognise your life.

At the Babergh District Council ("BDC") meeting on Tuesday 21st September 2021 a Hadleigh resident accused the Council of breaking their promise on the introduction of parking charges.

Roger Young, a Hadleigh resident, reminded Councillor Malvisi, Cabinet Member for the Environment, that at a critical BDC meeting on 4th February 2021, when the Council discussed introducing higher parking charges, she said

The Hungry Hack returns and this week in Hadleigh, we are filling up on some grub at the historical venture and town eatery, The George pub.

The George Pub has served as a tavern for many centuries and the history behind it is rather interesting.

You've heard the phrase: some things never change. Certainly that phrase never changes.

There is a stream, actually quite a broad river, of Christian thought that expresses a similar pessimism in that human nature is no better now than when the human race was created/evolved/dropped off by extra-terrestrials for reconnaissance purposes etc. (pick your own theory).