The Final Hurdle

It’s been a rather strange few weeks, partly because I  have had one eye op to remove unwanted cataracts, which broke up the council flow a bit.  So far so good, and now waiting to get the date for the other one to be done.  And as it seems to be my month for health issues I have also managed to squeeze in a couple of heart check-ups.  Again things are looking OK, so long as I keep taking the tablets (though I'm having trouble swallowing the large black rectangular one Jeff keeps leaving around!)

In the meantime there has a steady flow of meetings, with a bit of other ‘life’ like work, a couple of rugby internationals (thank goodness didn’t pay to go and see the Ireland Wales match!) a wonderful weekend seeing friends in Leicester etc.

But now is the time of reckoning.  We have finally reached the point where the council budget for 14-15 is ready to be decided, at Tuesday’s council meeting.  It’s been a long hard slog, not so much for me but for all the cabinet who have been faced with tough decisions since a provisional £4m increase of a year ago, in money the council gets to spend, went in reverse to over £12m in cuts.

Not the best of times.

Les