June News - Tue Jun 30

I guess the biggest local news story of the month (apart from “er… it’s hot”) was the so-called “Redway Rapist” and the ensuing hysteria – much of it perpetuated on Facebook. While I agree this man is clearly a scumbag of the worst water, I can’t get with the “string him up” lynch mob mentality of those Fbook groups, and the whole thing sounds like it’s getting way out of hand. Though I guess this is the most talked-about piece of local news for some while judging by conversations I’ve had. And while traversing an underpass between Stacey Bushes and Hodge Lea yesterday I saw the large slogan “Watch Out There’s A Rapist About” daubed on the redway. Er, thanks.

Oh, and there was some festival or other – see the photo of the Monkey Kettle mural? As well as popular teen-rockers Equinox on the MK Stage? Kerching! Cheers to Original Mini Monkey KT for sneaking those in! ;-)

In other news, the Midsummer Oak is on its last legs – but what should they replace it with? The sensible answer is of course “a sapling from the same tree” as they mention in the article. But a big part of me thinks that would be the ideal place to put a Jaunt Station so we can teleport instantly to the Moon, or Mars. Who’s with me?

I think I mentioned this story last year – and he’s still going strong! Good on yer, sir. Here’s to the next payout! And talking of payouts – d’oh!!! Plus, Sainsbury’s got Done too. Har har.

The Antiques Roadshow is coming to Bletchley Park! (digs out copy of Police Academy 2 on Betamax)

I think I walked past this very same bungee jump the day after this story was in the Times. Funnily enough, not much of a queue!

Out in the Big Wide World, things got worse and worse almost on an hourly basis for poor old Gordon Brown. Swine flu claimed its first UK victim, unemployment rose to a 12-year high, Labour got a shoeing at the Euro elections, and even one of MK’s own MPs got in on the act. Low times for our PM.

Meanwhile the pox is also still on the manor, so let’s be careful out there. Stay in the sunshine (if you can stand it!). And don’t bum no swine.