A CRESCENT of white sand has appeared in front of the village shop.
Lush Places folk haven’t stopped talking about it since the workmen appeared on Friday with their Spiderman glue resin and fine white grit.
They knocked on doors to ask people to move their cars.
‘Sorry chaps,’ was the response at one door. ‘The person parked there is in Australia.’
So they went off for a fag to ruminate, cursing the powers-that-be for refusing to send out letters in advance to those who might be affected.
An hour or so later, they contacted the office and were told to knock on doors again and get on with it.
Luckly, the Aussie traveller’s car was not in the way and they created a matching crescent across the road in front of the old pub, with a Chesil Beach sandbar in lieu of a pavement down to the primary school.
We’re planning floodlit beach volleyball under the new streetlights this week.
Like Danny Boyle’s The Beach, here in Lush Places we’re living in a parallel universe.
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Did you not get a letter from the council about planning permission for the bandstand? Everyone else in the village did. It is due to be erected at the end of the pier, beside the machine where you drop a penny in and the sailor starts to laugh. I think you can look forward to swarms of day trippers.