17 02 2010


17 02 2010

17 02 2010

Ramsgate To Get Bayeux Tapestry

17 02 2010

As my picture shows, the local youth have already discovered the new hoarding around the old hoarding on the Royal Sands (aka Pleasurama aka Titanic) eyesore here in the Millionaires’ Playground.

Now comes a circular from Ramsgate Firster and not so teeny-tiny councillor Gerry O’Donnell saying he’s got permission from the site’s (extraordinarily slow) developer SFP Ventures and their contractor Cardy to ‘paint murals’ on it. Gerry witters: ‘I have agreed that Ramsgate Town Council should take some overview leadership to ensure that the artwork is of the highest standard achievable in all circumstances’. Hurrah! Let’s re-animate Van Gogh!

Er, not quite, as Family Guy lookalike G’OD’s missive concludes: ‘There should be an element of continuity to underline that we are a community – think Bayeux Tapestry.’

Oh, right you are Gerry. Bayeux Tapestry eh? Hmmm. I’m thinking. I’m thinking bows, arrows, Norman invasion. I know! Seeing as it’s not unknown for the locals to stand on the cliff top flicking what I believe are called ‘vickies’ at the cliffs of France on a clear summer’s day, how about this?

Update: I’ve now put in a request for funding to set up mypleasuramahoarding.com, along the lines of the famous mydavidcameron.com. To get the ball rolling, leave your suggestions below and I’ll see what I can do!

What’s The Crack?

22 11 2009

Forget 2012! This piece of work from our beloved council looks as if it’ll barely make it to 2010!

I hope our local, crusading biblio-bloke Michael Child doesn’t mind me purloining the photo he took this morning of the, er, ‘newly renovated’ cliff face behind the Ramsgate Royal Sands (Pleasurama in old money) development.

After more than three years of ‘temporary’ Heras fencing, our crumbling East Cliff was tarted up only last year in readiness for the imminent construction of the long awaited, ribbed-rubber-roofed condominium, the plans of which famously show people’s heads embedded in concrete, and no escape routes should the planets align (in accordance with some ancient Mayan myth), causing sea levels to rise 29,000 feet. Work on building the condom itself has just been delayed yet again until 2011, putting the Pleasurama eyesore in its 13th glorious year.

I mean, this new cliff face has only been up there a matter of 18 months, and it’s already cracked to buggery! The flippin’ Mayans (to continue the theme) managed to bung up stuff that’s still there 2,000 years later! As council taxpayers, we forked out around a million sovs for this. Not to mention the millions the Thanet Reich has let the developer drop his bond by. If you ask me, it’s the Cecil Square duffers who have dropped their Bonds and allowed themselves to be shafted right up the crack by whoever carried out this bloody atrocious cliff facelift!

And speaking of pants, yes I did hobble out to Westwood Vue to take in the new Roland Emmerich blockbuster 2012 last night, as you may have already guessed. In fact it was beyond pants, more like utter gusset. But then I thought the same of his other end of the world movies, Independence Day and The Day After Tomorrow when I first saw them at the flicks. And d’you know what? Having now watched them both something like 23 times on ITV4, I’m almost coming around to liking them!

Click here for more cliff complaints and photos on Michael’s blog

Pleasurama Drama

17 07 2009

Word reaches me that our beloved duffers held a meeting down at the Royal Sands development (‘Pleasurama’ in old money) yesterday without inviting members of Ramsgate’s new, super-duper, teeny-tiny council. No doubt they will quote ‘confidentiality’ for failing to inform the town’s democratically elected representatives, just like they have with next Wednesday’s freemason-style meeting to sign off the airport’s Daft Bastardplan.

Who said we live in a democracy?

The Writing’s On The Window For Council

16 09 2008

Tooling around the grubby back streets here in the Millionaires’ Playground last night, on my way to an assignation with one of our lovely local authors, I spotted this notice in the window of a derelict shop:

Further along, I happened to glance over the cliff at the Pleasurama aka Royal Sands development:

Pants definitely pulled down, but not much rogering going on!