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The redevelopment of Achmore harbour

I'm amused. Very amused. By a politician, no less.

But not because one of the electioneering local candidates has suddenly developed the stand-up skills of Eddie Izzard, or has come up with the perfect razor-sharp one-liner put-downs worthy of one of the charismatic US political greats.

No - it's a gaffe, and it's a big one. It's a foot-shooting of immense proportions, and, as I recently twittered to a mate of mine, it's priceless - and for everything else there's Mastercard. And I hope that the deposit has been put on Mastercard, because it's not coming back.

Now, I'm not usually one for political commentary, least of all during an election year where all the political parties seem to want to better each other with the inane drivel they come up with in order to con the electorate into putting them into office, only to renague on their never-meant pre-election promises, and go about what they wanted to do in the first place, which was to line their pockets with our money.

However, I couldn't pass up the opportunity, given recent comments to a local newspaper hack by the Conservative Party candidate for the Western Isles.

To give you a little background to the Western Isles political landscape, the seat has never, to my knowledge, been won by a Conservative candidate, to the extent that no-one wanted to represent the Tory Party in the forthcoming General Election. So a candidate was 'parachuted in' to fight the seat.

And it's obvious that even the most deluded bigwigs at Central Office don't think that they've got a snowball's chance in hell, given that their candidate, Sheena Norquay, a former researcher for Conservative MP Alex Johnson, is 22 years old, and hasn't yet graduated from St Andrew’s university, where she's reading for a Masters degree in International Studies.

Although the student candidate is alleged to have roots on the island, having 'spent many of her childhood holidays on Lewis' with her mother, and 'with most of her extended family living locally', the Aberdeenshire youngster, it seems, has yet to grasp which local issues matter to Lewisians, and which are just the locals making fun with politicians such as she.

Now I don't think of myself as bit 'a local' in the least sense of the word, being an 'incomer' and having merely lived here for six or seven years, but I know enough to know that landlocked Achmore, at about 1000ft is the highest point on Lewis and where the main terrestrial TV transmitter mast is sited,  and is also about as far from the sea as you can get on the island. It seems that it has long been a bit of a local wheeze to ask political candidates about the supposed state of Achmore pier to test their local knowledge, all the while sniggering into one's peat-blackened hand, and most have had the nouse to understand that they're having their leg pulled.

Ms Norquay recently told the local paper, the Stornoway Gazette, "...I would like to think I have a keen awareness of the political issues that really matter to communities across the Isles." Yes, Ms Norquay, of course you do, as would we, given that you've been parachuted in to potentially become our Parliamentary representative. But, when a local journalist telephoned her recently about her opinions on what she saw as the main priorities for the Western Isles were, she allegedly proffered that, bizarrely, 'developing the port of Achmore, and building a harbour wall' was top of her agenda.

However, to compound the issue, it seems that she didn't realise her mistake, and continued that fisheries were one of her main priorities, and that she supported the Achmore port redevlopment.

How the journalist kept his composure is testiment to his professionalism.

It was only when Ms Norquay was asked about the location of the harbour development that the penny must have dropped, and she 'had to rush off urgently to answer another phone call', and has been unavailable for comment over the phone ever since, although she has promised to answer written questions via email, it is alleged, doubtless giving someone who actually does have 'a keen awareness of the political issues that really matter to communities across the Isles' a chance to vet her answers before she digs herself into the hole any further.

So that's the Tories chances on Lewis scuppered for for yet another General Election, then. But you to have sympathise for the poor wee girl. Not because you share her political views, but because she was so up against it without a hope, and that she's just made a no-win situation worse. And yet, with attitudes towards politicians at an all-time low, following the seemingly endless MP's expenses saga, you have to marvel at her naivete at stepping into the political arena on an island where she hasn't got a 'scooby'. Perhaps she shouldn't have let her credulous ambition get in the way of the cold hard facts of local politics.

Filed under  //   Conservatives   General Election   Tories   gaffes   politics  

Welcome to blogsville

So, I'm now a blogger. I've signed up to this thing called Posterous, which seems to publish my thoughts to just about anywhere. Only took me forever to catch up with the rest of the 21st Century online world. But better to be late to the party than not make it at all...

However, I'm slightly nervous.

You see, having been a journalist in a former life, I'm vaguely familiar with libel and defamation laws, and whilst the rest of the 'blogsphere' seems to have forgotten, or perhaps not even know, that you can't just publish opinions about people and their closely-held beliefs and customs, especially if you are being critical of them, without their having some sort of recourse in law. So perhaps I should be careful about what I say - having an opinion is such hard work these days. I blame the Americans and their litigious culture that seems to have travelled, as if through osmosis, across the Pond as part of the 'special relationship'.

But perhaps I shouldn't have cause to get all that nervous, given that, despite the fact that this Posterous thingumy seems to post my musings to every social networking, video, and picture hosting website that I have accounts for, and more besides, it's unlikely that anyone of any significance to the way I live my life and what I want to do with it is ever going to read what I'm writing.

And that's when I get the opportunity to write a blog in the first place.

Firstly, I'm a stay-at-home Dad, looking after my ever-clamorous two-and-a-half year-old little girl, who likes nothing better than to interrupt Daddy's online activities with demands of 'want choccy cake' and 'no - don't want Peppa Pig - I want Fireman Sam' to the extent that I look at the one hundred and fourty characters of twitter tweet and wonder how anyone ever gets the time to fill them.

However, just supposing I get the time to write something on the days she's at nursery, and I'm not firefighting the tasks I should be doing to keep the 'day job' of running a sailing school for the local council, or other demands placed on me by my unpaid roles as chairman of the archery club, executive committee member of the local sports council, outdoor advisor for the region's Guides, figuring out how to develop the sports of sailing and archery on the Western Isles so they can send teams to the Natwest Island Games. And now I've stuck my neck out and volunteered to help out with DofE.

Anyway - I digress. Just supposing I get the time, as I have managed to snatch at eight minutes to Oh-My-God-I-Shoud-Have-Been-In-Bed-An-Hour-Ago to write this. Who's going to read it? Do they really care about what my jumbled collection of misfiring neurons is compelling me to type so badly into a coffee-damaged keyboard? And should, by some freak occurrance, anyone of significance to my way-of-life and that of my family stumble across this blog and be offended, would they be so petty as to take me to court and sue me for all the money I haven't got because I didn't share their opinion?

Perhaps they could mke my life significantly more difficult - they can be like that up here. Best not to ruffle too many feathers.

God I hate politics.

Filed under  //   DofE   Guides   Island Games   Posterous   archery   blogs   parenthood   sailing   sports council  
Posted March 4, 2010