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Sam Harrington-Lowe: My life as an upbeat sort of lunatic

Pic: Erika Szostak

Sam Harrington-Lowe was going to talk about growing older gracefully. Or disgracefully. Or however it is you want to do it. But then life said something else 

This article was originally going to be about positive ageing. A rage against the purported dimming of the light, if you will. But actually, I’m going to write about being diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 51.

I was recently on the phone to a fella, I won’t say who, and we were talking about this. And he made some crack about it being the latest trend. And good lord weren’t there loads of women doing this now at our age, isn’t it fashionable ha ha. 

If he’d been in front of me, I might have been tempted to punch him across the room, but obviously only in my head because ABH etc. Also I’m working on my impulsiveness, now I know that I can be impulsive. 

But as I found myself patiently explaining – again – why having ADHD, or in fact any kind of neurodiversity really isn’t a trend, nor is it usually ‘fun’ or even funny (well, maybe sometimes funny), and not something you’d want to make up having, I did feel weary. A weariness that women everywhere will recognise anyway, and I expect all late-diagnosis ND people too.

‘But you seem so normal’, he continues, unabashed. I sigh. ‘Yes,’ I say. ‘And that’s taken half a century of exhausting acting.’ But I’m not ‘normal’, whatever the hell that even is. I’ve always known I was different, and always had to work hard to fit in. The reason for women being diagnosed later in life are so many and myriad I haven’t got room here. Let’s just say they slipped through the net.

Fortunately, the relief of being diagnosed more than compensates for (repeatedly) having to have idiotic conversations like this. Finding out that there was a good reason for being weird was such an emotional phenomenon, I’m not even sure I can put it into words.

Before diagnosis my day would be filled with trying to do too many things at once. Starting things and not finishing them. Working out how to do something and then not doing it because hey, now I’ve worked it out it’s boring. It was fighting executive dysfunction – I’d have a ten-minute job to do that was holding EVERYTHING ELSE up and not be able to do it. Just absolutely stuck, sometimes for weeks. By 11am I would be exhausted, unable to form clear thoughts. I was filled with panic, so I’d curl up on the sofa and hide from everything. I couldn’t talk to people. I could barely respond to text.

It was an inability to sit still, or concentrate on anything for more than about 10 minutes. It was a constant search for distraction which then led to a cluttered mind. It was being unable to decide what to wear every day, so mostly living in the same type of clothes 24/7. Offending people by blurting things out that were best left unsaid. It’s having hyperfixations and listening to the same tune or watching the same programme over, and over, and over again. It’s an inability to cope with noise and light, and an actual fear of supermarkets and the overwhelm.

There are masses more, but let’s do some positives, because there are some, and I try to be an upbeat sort of lunatic. When I’m under pressure, back-to-the-wall deadlines etc, I can turn out extraordinary things (although the crash afterwards is like the worst drug comedown ever). I’m able to paint, sing, play the piano, write, memorise whole pages of text, pass exams without actually going to any classes, run a business. I can see music; I have synaesthesia which is pretty cool. Music is coloured. I love that.

But it took almost a full-blown breakdown to get diagnosed and treated, because I’m also awful at asking for help. I’m fortunate – I’ve got a lovely GP (who I suspect is also ND), who was 100% in my corner. When I tentatively approached her with the possibility, feeling like I was being some kind of show-off for pretending I was special because yay imposter syndrome, and she took me seriously, I wept. I wept for weeks actually, as I went through the process, and ultimately had a psychiatrist diagnose me and prescribe me medication. I finally had an answer for all the things I did that made me feel such a failure. And a way to fix it.

Every school report I ever had said the same thing – Samantha would do well if she could concentrate for any length of time. Samantha is disruptive, Samantha only has herself to blame for this poor report… well finally Samantha understands why, and Samantha is getting on with shit. 

It’s hard not to feel cheated, like where would I be if I’d been diagnosed 25 years ago? But I’m here, and it’s now, and my life is opening up before me. Let’s do this thing.

#LifeBeginsAt50Sam is founder and Editor-in-Chief of Silver Magazine – for the mature maverick

www.silvermagazine.co.uk

Time to Fight Back

Seven Cellars and Latina are part of the fabric of our world. They’re part of what makes the Dials the Dials. Now they’re under threat by the Co-op – maybe that’s what their motto “It’s what we do” really means. Louise Oliver of Seven Cellars explains what it means to her  

Seven Cellars is to me more than a shop. It represents a life-long dream to own my own business in Brighton. It represents four years studying Wine Business at Plumpton College. It is linked to friends and family, some whom are no longer with us, who helped me in so many ways to get it open, writing labels at one in the morning –  hurriedly getting an inadequate amount of change for our first days trade, poring over wine lists (and so many samples) to agonise which wines we should open with. It was enormous fun. And we were welcomed so heartily by the amazing people of Seven Dials I just knew it was going to be special. And it is.

All these things apply in different ways to Adelia at Latina café too. We were stunned to receive a call from our landlord, Bob (Patel – not his real name, his business name) to tell us he had sold our protected leases (I still don’t know how that can happen) to the Co-op for £1.5 million, thus making the Co-op our landlords.

The Co-op sent us both a letter which simply told us to change the bank details for rent payment with Immediate effect.  It was a bit rude to be honest because there was no attempt to introduce themselves, no niceties whatsoever.

They sent inspectors to “review” the properties – along with structural engineers and architects. They used a third party to tell us that they will be seeking to remove us from our properties. Under a protected lease there are only two reasons you can do that: non payment of rent or redevelopment. The redevelopment will happen. They will increase the size of the second co-op and force us to move out.

I did write to our MP but she said there was little we could do unless we can get an effective campaign to get them to back off. The expansion into our little shops is inevitable because it’s completely legal.

I wonder if it will cause consternation if we use their twitter hashtag #itswhatwedo to ask them if what they really do is put two well-loved family-owned shops out of business? I can confirm that whatever happens we will try to stay in the Dials and relocate as soon as we can if new premises can be found. We have three years yet so we are not going anywhere soon. The wheels of corporate business turn very slowly indeed.

Thank you so much for the support. So many of you are asking what you can do to help. We have been overwhelmed by the sentiment and people coming in to offer words of encouragement. Some people have sent letters to the MP and the council, some have offered to design posters. Some have offered their company on a lock in protest!

We’ve put a lot of planning and energy into Seven Cellars and Latina Café and now it feels as though all our plans are on hold and we have to live with constant uncertainty. We don’t take it personally but whether the co-op group intentionally or unintentionally are failing to give us clarity on what the next steps are the result it exactly the same and we are left worrying night after night about what the future holds. 

The irony is that Seven Cellars and Latina Café have been and still are successful and popular shops and yet they face an existential threat. On a final point and putting our own issues to one side the Seven Cellars and Latina Café premises go back to 1841. And I often wonder how many families have spent their lives trading from there and serving the community. It seems a bit brutal and unnecessary to bring it all to an end. When the Co-op already have a bigger shop just a few hundred meters away.

We are not powerless. We have a voice. There’s a petition at change.org. 

https://www.change.org/p/save-our-shops-from-the-co-op-corporate-greed-and-keep-seven-dials-in-brighton-independent?recruiter=903926200&utm_campaign=petition_published_onboarding_0&utm_medium=facebook&utm_source=share_petition&fbclid=IwAR3Vqslf_2SZAArcbzV6C3we5Sb4yKn1gakgpx6kY6pU42Og3uMWhQhgLSY

Write, shout, put it on your social media platform. Don’t be passive, be active. You have a voice. Use it. 

Learn to play guitar or ukelele

If you’ve ever wanted to learn how to play acoustic guitar, this is the class for you. Tutor Zac will guide you through step by step in a fun and friendly atmosphere. 

The course covers the acoustic guitar through a variety of musical styles from rock and blues to world music. Learn a vocabulary of chords and simple technique that will get you enjoying your guitar from week one! 

Zac Hooper has been playing guitar for 30 years and comes from a family of musicians. He’s got a degree in jazz guitar and is an experienced teacher.

Testimonials

Zac’s style of teaching is superb! He takes each individual student’s needs and ensures that everyone understands, allowing for speedy learning while maintaining a relaxed and fun atmosphere. Molly

I have hugely enjoyed this class and learning the guitar with Zac.  He is an excellent teacher and somehow managed to cater for everybody’s levels and needs.  I will definitely go on to level 2.  This is the best course I have ever done in Brighton.  Karen

Zac is excellent at breaking things down to absolute basics whilst encouraging us to experiment and be spontaneous.  He also makes is a lot of fun! Sonya

Zac’s teaching style. Relaxed, informative, very easy to follow.  Even came away being able to play some tunes.  Aidy

Fantastic! Zac is a brilliant teacher – thank you for your enthusiasm and amazing talent. The whole course was brilliant. Kate

Zac has a unique way of teaching you guitar, without you realising, until you are doing it. You can tell he loves guitar music, his passion is infectious. Pirate Zac Rocks! Rhys

A great range of material and well crafted lessons that dovetailed together to help me create a confident playing style. I can’t believe how much I’ve learned and how much fun I had while doing so. Cheers Captain Zac!

A guitar god. You’ve made each lesson good fun and informative at the same time. I’ve learned so much in this course but in an easy way for me to remember. I will definitely be signing up for Level 2. Alice

Excellent course – well structured, very enthusiastic teaching, friendly and approachable tutor. Non-intimidating. Helen

BOOK HERE: https://www.evolutionarts.org.uk/acoustic-guitar-course-brighton-hove

Location: Westhill Hall, Brighton (Seven Dials) 
Next start date: Tuesday 10 May 2022, 6.00pm – 7.15pm, 6wks (there will be a break on 31 May)

How to stay safe from Covid – Andrew Polmear

So it’s up to us now. The government is happy to advise us about “safer behaviours” (masking, distancing, hand washing and, above all, getting vaccinated) but nothing’s mandatory. Individual transport companies, shops, or concert halls can demand that we mask as a condition of entry but it’s rare to see it enforced. But how do we decide what is safe?

The first point to make is that COVID-19 is very much around. At the beginning of April 2022 there were 4.5 million active cases in the UK and 20,000 active cases in Brighton and Hove, according to the ZOE Covid Study. With a population of 290,000 that means that 1 in 14 in Brighton and Hove will have COVID-19. That’s a bit worrying. Not all of them will be out in the street or on the buses, of course. Those with symptoms are more likely to stay at home. But one third will have no symptoms and quite a few more will have such mild symptoms that they haven’t thought to have a test. It means that, if you get on a full bus, it’s quite likely that there’s someone on board who is shedding the virus.

The second point is that it’s still not a trivial illness. Even those with mild symptoms find it can last a couple of weeks and knocks them out. Those with more severe disease can take months to recover. Even with the Omicron variant, 1 in 200 are admitted to hospital. Then there’s Long Covid, which is no joke and may last years. The Office for National Statistics reckons that 1.5 million people in the UK have it now. Strangely, it’s commonest, not in the elderly, but in those aged 35 to 49.

But how useful are those “safer behaviours”? Let’s take them in turn.

First, mask wearing. A recent study from California found that those who wore a mask all the time when indoors in a public place were half as likely to be infected as those who didn’t mask. And the ones who wore the best masks (KN95 masks) were the ones most likely not to be infected. But which mask should we use? I’m not keen on disposable “surgical” masks – they are single use plastic and we are trying to stop using such things. KN95 masks are stronger; you can reuse them till they start to get dirty. If you go for a fabric mask, choose carefully. The Consumer Magazine Which? did a survey which showed that reusable fabric masks varied in ability to trap tiny particles from 99.9% to 7% effective!  To read it search online on ‘survey of face masks by Which?’.

Second, what about distancing? It’s not as simple as 1 metre or 2 metres. It depends on whether the person shedding virus is masked or talking or shouting; outdoors or indoors, and if indoors how big the space is, and how well ventilated. Put simply, the  greatest risk is with lots of people, unmasked, in a small space for a prolonged time with poor ventilation, who are singing or shouting. Sounds as though a nightclub is the perfect venue for spreading virus but it could be the church choir practice.

What about hand hygiene – washing or sanitising? SAGE looked at the evidence recently and found that it can reduce respiratory virus infections, including COVID-19, by 16%. Rather than doing it every two hours (or whenever), do it after touching a surface that could be contaminated (e.g. a rail or door handle used by lots of people) and especially before putting a hand to your nose or mouth (e.g.eating).

Does vaccination protect us so we don’t need to bother with these safety measures? NO! It’s very effective at protecting us from serious disease, but full vaccination plus a booster only gives us 67% protection against catching COVID-19. How much the safety measures add to that protection depends on too many factors to give a single figure. For most people, however, they would bump their protection up to 80% or above.

What do I plan to do? I’ll take any boosters I’m offered. I’ll mask with a Which? recommended fabric mask if I go indoors in a public place, unless it’s practically empty. I’ll go to the cinema but not to the gym at a busy time. I’ll carry on sanitising my hands if I’ve touched things others have touched. And then we get to the most controversial change the government has made: no compulsory isolation for cases or contacts. I’m still going to isolate if I get COVID-19 and if I’m a close contact of someone who has it.

This brings me to my final point. This article has been about how to protect ourselves. What about how we can protect others? Some of those others will be people who could be killed by the virus. I can’t tell if the person next to me on the bus or in the queue in the supermarket is at high risk. So I’m going to behave as though they might be, and as though I could be carrying the virus.

Children’s Concert for Ukraine

You’re going to have a lovely weekend. Most likely the sun will shine, maybe you’ll be frolicking on the beach… Wouldn’t it also be nice to have a little sing, a get together and do something good.

The fine folk of St Micheal of all Angels Church have organised an event this Sunday the 3rd April to raise money to help Ukrainian refugees to settle in Brighton and Hove.  

The event will be a Children’s concert held at St Micheal of all Angels Church, Victoria Road, Brighton BN1 3HJ 4pm – 6pm.

Putin’s Poison – lovely idea from The Eddy

We’re all horrified by events in Ukraine. We’re all looking for ways to show support / send money to the Ukrainians. We’ve sent money. We’ve booked phantom stays through AirBnb (book a stay, obviously you’re not going to go, but the money goes directly to the host). Now lovely Hatt and Mark at The Eddy have come up with an idea where you can do something positive while keep on keeping on.

Buy a drink at the pub – or, better, buy a drink for your friendly neighbourhood magazine editor – and add a £2 “Putins Poison” to the round. You get a drink, 100% goes to the disasters emergency committee. It’s easy. You don’t have to think about it . You don’t have to do anything special. All you have to do is say “And I’ll have one of those too”. Every little helps. And we need to help.

A Whistler in The Whistler

How to describe Matt Whistler? We could play it really straight and say he’s an artist. Or a performance artist. We could say he’s a comedian. When I asked him he said “Say I’m a modern day Charlie Chaplin. An eco clown. A walking artwork.” It might just be easier to say “all of the above”. A mischievious comedian with a creative free spirit. But if you scratch the surface there’s a serious message about the environment and waste. 

“It pains me to walk past things that have been discarded. I just look at them and thing “What can we do with that?” (We met Matt outside Objet D’ials during the last / worst days of the bin strike and someone had left a huge pile of flattened cardboard boxes next to the throbbing pile of bin bags. 

During our chat, he’d created a gallery exhibition  of them, a sculpture, there was an idea to line the pavement with the cardboard and slogans and… Did any of it happen? Some of it, maybe all of it, maybe none. It doesn’t matter. There’ll be another idea along in a second. Talking to Matt is like talking to the little silver ball inside a pinball machine.

Matt’s recent projects have ranged from painting an old locomotive near Glastonbury, an exhibition of his dot-based work (“I don’t know what happened but I broke through to the other side and I haven’t stopped doing dots since”), a cafe in the Marina  (“I went for a coffee there and just thought ‘Hold on a minute, there’s a canvas here. There’s a cafe in a really nice area next to the sea’…”) and a project involving painting – breathing new life into – the covers of hundreds of albums he found in a skip. 

But it’s as his latest creation Artist Dotty that there’s most fun. An oversize character in a whose looks nod in the direction of Leigh Bowery but who, like so much of Matt’s work, treads the line between absurdist and message. Dotty has a habit of appearing where you least expect him. Right now you’ll find him on the back of a series of jackets in “Objet D’ials”. 

Is Dotty a classic absurdist device to created to highlight the madness of our society – in this case, waste and the environment – or a very strange bloke in a green screen onesie? “Let’s say an eco clown whose job it is to make people look, laugh and maybe think.” 

Rabindranath Tagore: A Remarkable Man

Rabindranath Tagore was a Bengali polymath – poet, philosopher, novelist, Nobel Prize winner… and resident of our fair city. And now there’s a plaque marking his life. Dr Jeanne Openshaw looks back at his life and times

Commemoration of Rabindranath Tagore in our city has been a long time coming. To state the obvious, a plaque needs a wall, and searches in local street directories and Indian archives for the Tagores’ precise home address have long drawn a blank. The solution was to switch focus to the school he attended, aged 17, in Ship Street (now part of the Hotel du Vin).   

Rabindranath Tagore was a world-renowned polymath – poet, philosopher, novelist, visual artist, composer and activist.  Born into a talented and cultured upper-class family in Calcutta (now Kolkata), India, with extensive estates in what is now Bangladesh, he came to embrace humanism and universalism.  

He transformed Bengali written and visual culture, and in 1913 became the first non-Westerner to win the Nobel Prize for Literature.  He was knighted by George V for his services to literature, an honour he later repudiated, in protest at the Jallianwala Bagh massacre in Amritsar.  

A strong advocate of freedom from British rule in India, he nevertheless argued: ‘Patriotism cannot be our final spiritual shelter; my refuge is humanity. I will not buy glass for the price of diamonds, and I will never allow patriotism to triumph over humanity, as long as I live.’  

Much later, two independent nations, India and Bangladesh, were to select Tagore’s song lyrics as their national anthems. 

When the plaque was finally unveiled on 28th October, 7 Ship Street was accordingly festooned with three flags, and the Salvation Army played three national anthems.  

Over 200 people turned up to the unveiling.  But not, unfortunately, the High Commissioners of India and Bangladesh.   COP 26 had claimed their presence instead.  So the event was quieter than expected, although the seagulls tried to make up for that. The weather smiled on us – wind and rain held off until the following day.  

Tagore was one of the most travelled persons of his time. However, the first place he lived in outside India was Brighton and Hove.  He later wrote: 

One thing in the Brighton school seemed very wonderful: the other boys were not
at all rude to me. On the contrary they would often thrust oranges and apples into my pockets and run away. I can only ascribe this uncommon behaviour of theirs to my being a foreigner… (My reminiscences, translation from Bengali published in 1917). 

On the day, Dr Kalyan Kundu, Tagore Centre UK, spoke about Tagore’s early schooling (or rather lack of it), and his first impressions of Britain.  

Professor Shahaduz Zaman, University of Sussex, provided a Bangladeshi perspective. For Bangladeshis, Tagore is associated with the 1971 struggle for independence from Pakistan, and the new nation’s emphasis on Bengali language and culture.  

Tagore’s descendants in India sent a touching email to all present.

 A reception was held in the domed school room inside no.7 Ship Street, appropriately decorated with images of Tagore with various luminaries, as well as prints of his paintings, provided by the Tagore Centre UK.   Songs by Rabindranath were performed by Mamata and Sunith Lahiri, also from the Tagore Centre.    

Our neighbours, Vinod and Meena Mashru (of Bright News, Buckingham Road) provided vegetarian food and non-alcoholic champagne.  Noori’s restaurant – across the road from the plaque – supplied the non-vegetarian Indian food.  The Hotel du Vin provided ‘western’ food and drink (non-alcoholic on this occasion).  

Credit is due to Brighton and Hove City Council, especially the Brighton and Hove Heritage Commission chair (also chair of the Brighton and Hove Commemorative Plaque Panel), Roger Amerena.  

Generation Jumpers:25 years Dialling in Christmas

This issue’s history column comes from a more recent era as Mister Adam spends two and a half decades window shopping…

Brighton’s history isn’t just a distant past of fisherfolk, seawater pox doctors, dandy princes and Victorian machine heads. For many locals, sharing reminiscences of “back in my day” with contemporaries or descendants is far more interesting. This writer moved to Brighton in the autumn of 1996 so I’ll have lived here for exactly a generation (25 years) when this Whistler lands in your Inbox.

Handily, the first thing I bought after moving down was the FootSavers Guide to Brighton Shopping. This quirky book consisted of maps of major commercial streets with the name and category of every shop and service along them. So last week I dusted it off, turned to the Dyke Road section (a perfect snapshot of the area a generation ago) and walked the same route looking out for changes.

FootSavers covers from what are now Parker Kitchens and Hi Cacti up to the Good Companions and Ridgeland House. Other than Dyke Road, only the Post Office and shops on Prestonville and Chatham feature. I’m not sure what criteria the 1996ers used re client facing offices, but my modern comparison includes any with visible signage, eg Close Brothers and Austin Gray. Retailers that straddle two categories (hi Sawdust and Puck) I’ve counted towards whichever element dominates at street level.

The 65 shops and services from a generation ago drops to 62 today. Double-sized stores such as Kindly and Magdusia are probably the main reason. Building works at 107-109 are offset by a hairdressers and veggie café where the mid 90s had (locked) public toilets. Fourteen names from 25 years ago remain, a few slightly shifting location or focus: Fullerton’s, Tinker’s, Ashton’s, Parker, Berry, Jasmine, Uden, Just Gents, Curry Inn, Dial-a-Pizza, Seven Dials Flowers, the Good Companions, Coop and Post Office.  

This resilience demonstrates the area’s community spirit and nature, although the online era has shunted out a few store types. Say goodbye to all our video libraries and banks, for example. The supermarkets and corner shops category is up by one and several of these are now physically larger. By the way, if you’re puzzled by the area having two Coop stores in such close proximity, look at the colour of their branding. Blue ones are owned by Coop itself, greens by a local co-operative – as strange as it seems, they’re technically competitors!

One of the biggest gains is in places to eat and drink, be that takeaway or inside, which have jumped from a total of 14 to 19 venues. It seems the biggest factor here is that the modern Dialler drinks a helluva lot more. This is particularly true of bean-based beverages with coffee shops and bakeries (which, let’s be honest, are just coffee shops with slightly more crumbs in their beard) springing up where once lived an opticians, TV repairer and building society.

That’s not to say grape-based drinks miss out as we now have more wine bars, bottle merchants or whatever the hip name for them this week is. As for pubs, it’s a common lament elsewhere in Brighton and beyond that many have been turned into supermarkets, eg the St James’s Street Coop usurping a former Tin Drum bar. All hail Seven Dials then for somehow reversing this trend. The Cow, which was also a Tin Drum in recent times, was actually a Happy Shopper supermarket back in 1996.

As for specialist retailers, this is the time of year when people are encouraged to shop locally for Christmas rather than feed more money into tax dodging online behemoths. So how will going on a local present buying spree differ from a quarter century ago? If it’s clothes or second hand fare you’re after, not too well. Both categories are down from three local outlets to a single one. Furniture/antiques, meanwhile, have a sole survivor from four. Should you wish to buy your loved one dry cleaning or a festive fiver on the 2.40 at Aintree, you’re also down to one (formerly two) location apiece.

Perhaps surprisingly, given the proliferation of suburban megastores, the household and hardware sector has held up well, dropping from six (one being a super niche cash register pedlar) to four. OK, we’re counting Parker as more than one here given separate names/frontages. Either way, you can still locally buy little baby Bella that socket wrench she’s had her eye on.

On an even happier note, if your kids want to swap your 1996 Xmas gift of a hamster for a clarinet, the local pet store is now a musical instrument vendor… and if physiotherapy or vape juice are what Great Uncle Bulgaria craves, fill your boots/lungs from these totally new arrivals. Looking to treat your postperson to a house for Christmas? You won’t be surprised to learn there are now a load more local estate agents, up from five to nine.

When it comes to more traditional gift buying, the Dials now has two rather than three flower shops – cacti count, yeah? Traditional card and gift shops have stuck at two. The category that has seen the biggest jump of all is the hair and beauty sector which has actually more than doubled. There are now eight (not three) places where you can get granny’s head or downstairs area shaved for Christmas – some do gift vouchers.

So that’s how to shop locally in either 1996 or 2021. We wonder how different the area’s available shops and services might look a further generation into the future. Will the community spirit of Diallers see us hoverboarding our way to an even broader selection of local outlets in 2046, or will the entire area just be one giant Amazon Locker? That, dear readers, is largely down to you.

Ruin your Christmas by visiting factmeup.com for Mister Adam’s mildly annoying Brighton history videos.

The proposed Co-op development

So a few days ago, I was floating through Facebook and there, in among all the really important stuff about Neal Maupay and arguments about what’s The Fall’s best album (you really want my Facebook feed now, don’t you), I saw this:

A VERY IMPORTANT NOTICE CONCERNING THE FUTURE OF THE DIALS

Hello Everyone

Some of you will be aware that the ‘small’ Co-op has obtained the lease to the block which contains Seven Cellars and Latina. As sad for the area as this obviously is, it seems like a done-deal and the Co-op will be taking over those two premises in 2025. It does not take too much understanding of 21st century business practice to guess that the Co-op will want to extend into the two shops and continue their takeover of the Dials and the pushing-out of independent traders that make ‘The Village’ what it is – a unique and precious part of Brighton & Hove.

Turns out the post was from Louise Oliver, owner of Seven Cellars (and shared by Tim Mortimer)

So yes. It seems there’s a proposal – application number no BH2021/03856 – to expand the Co-op, lose the Cellars and Latina, build some flats… A familiar story. But not one that’s written in stone.

We can change it. We can fight it. We can do stuff. The West Hill Hall was saved. There was the story of the Elm. This is no different. We can make our voices heard, we can fight back the forces of capitalism, we can cast off the yoke of oppression (OK, thank you, Wolfie).

No, really. We can. We love it here because of its independent spirit, because of its individuality. Because we can go in a local shop and have a chat. Because it’s our community.  

There’s nothing wrong with having a Co-op. I’ve been in there, and I’m sure you have too. But we’ve got a Co-op. Actually we’ve got two. How much Co-op do we need?

What can we do? It would be possibly legally unwise to advocate a boycott of the Co-op, and we can all make our own decisions about those things. So, we can stop shopping there. (Not advocating a boycott, your honour). We can be a bit more conscious about where we spend our hard earned. (Still not advocating).

And we can write. The planning register can be found on the council website at

https://planningapps.brighton-hove.gov.uk/online-applications/

The Application no is BH2021/03856 – which must be quoted in any correspondence. (see pic 1)

There’s a tab called “Make A Comment” – so log in and make a comment. (see pic 2)

Write to the planning people. Write to the council. Write to your MP. Make your voice heard. That’s what it’s for.