Big Wheels may well keep on turning, but at Ashton’s
Christmas Market, it appears to have come to a grinding halt!
Cllr John Taylor, deputy leader of Tameside Council, who
claims total responsibility for this financial fiasco, continues to tell us: “That
many ‘thousands’ of people from all across Tameside have been out to support
the festivities and that the atmosphere and community spirit has been wonderful
and how sure he is that thousands more people will be visiting to ‘shop’ and ‘enjoy
everything’ the Christmas market has to offer over the coming days.”
However, the photographic evidence tells a different story.
These photographs were taken at midday on the 16th December and show
an un-manned ‘Big Wheel’ - the only person on the plastic Ice-rink was the chap
running it! There were also many ‘Closed’ Chalets and those that were open; mainly
purveying large ‘German style Sausages’ - no one was buying!
Yes, councillor, shoppers may well come and look, but the
problem with speculating
£69,500 building 30 ‘wooden chalets, and committing
the taxpayer to a 10 year project when one could have conducted a ‘market test’
by hiring them for a little over £7000, - you might have discovered a
little-noticed characteristic of Christmas markets, in that no-one ever buys
anything.
However, by total contrast, the indoor market was heaving!
There were large queues at the Pie stall, the Christmas Gift Shop, the Booze
stall, the Cheese stalls, the Delicatessens and the Jewellers and Cafes, so it
would seem that the dismay generated by the Christmas market is not due to it not
being visited, but to the sort of stuff it is selling!
That seasonal attack of terrifying flashing trinkets, overpriced
wire jewellery, boxes of strange looking tomato-scented soap, miniature pottery
animals, candied fruit - and thousands of other things for which no-one anywhere;
let alone in Tameside, will ever have the slightest use; all this from 30
jerry-built sheds, is a total failure!
At last, as these photograph show, this theory of ‘The Emperor’s
got no clothes’, appears to have finally dawned on the local populous and
common sense has finally triumphed over the egregious outbreak of ‘Christmas Cabin
Fever’ in favour of those places which sell produce that people actually want!
As we end this year, let us hope that as we approach the Christmas
of 2015, the ‘brains trust’ who occupies the palatial portals of the Town Hall,
will put an end to the way this festive financial disaster is organised.
As it stands it would be a kindness if some of our ‘local council
heroes’ could take time off from their BBC TV appearances and sweep all the
sheds, the mulled wine, hand-crafted seasonal toys (‘made in China’), the scented
soap-for-a-dope and the inevitable Bratwurst and Mulled wine; in short – the whole
sorry event, including councillor Taylor's next brain-child, into their appropriately colour coded
bin wagons, thus cutting out the middlemen.
Now you may think this musing is just the jaundiced view of typical
generalised seasonal misanthropy, but I assure you it’s not!
I embrace with
gusto Christmas and almost everything which goes with it: baubles, knitwear,
family, trees, children, carols, Buck Fizz at 11am and turkey with all the trimmings sometime later.
What I can’t abide is the shear waste of money, deceptive
council speak and seeing a potential success, done badly!
Merry Christmas!
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