Cornwall Cunty Council

Dahlings, it grieves me to write this post, but enough is enough.

The new formation of our illustrious local authority was supposed to be a time of new beginnings and a fresh start for the politics of our gorgeous county.

However, the dropping of the "County" Council name seems to have left a gap which appears to have been replaced by a severe splattering of cunty-ness. Staff morale is at an all time low, employment law is being pushed to the limit with staff being dispensed with a few days before statutory obligation kicks in. A director was rcently replaced without any form of open recruitment and plush offices are being created within the walls of County Hall whilst Childrens Centre staff are being shot like foxes. Public Sector emulating the very worst practices of private sector. Executive management teams swan around like they are the bees bloody knees, and if I hear Mr Lavery being likened to a saint one more time I may well shoot my horse.

In the words of Malcolm from The Thick of It, "it is a fucking omni-shambles" and at some point soon the wheels are surely going to come tumbling off and freewheel off over the Tamar for a better life in Devon.

This is only my first post, but will certainly not be my last.

I Ffiona Barrington-Wallace do solemnly swear to protect the interests of my county and the interests of the people within and I do not give a flicking fuck who I offend in the process.

Mwah

TTFN Dahlings