A day in the life of a Middle Manager...

Birchwood Bonfires and Warrington

So, the local nanny council have decided that this years Birchwood Bonfire is not to go ahead. This is because some people seemingly complained that they got ash in their hair...

For crying out loud, the bonfire has been one of the highlights of living around here since we moved here and now some moaning ninnies have made sure it's not going to go ahead this year. Last year, even though it was raining, was a spectacle with the bonfire the shape of a huge 'Merlin' figure and fire-eaters walking around. The year before was themed on the Trojan Horse of Troy with the horse actually being brought in with 'warriors' beating drums etc in front of it.

Birchwood and Warrington appear to have no real community spirit; we've TRIED to get to know our neighbours better but it's very hard work. Perhaps it's to do with location as Warrington is approximately equidistant between Manchester and Liverpool. Warrington certainly has a chip on it's shoulder about not being a city, that's for sure.

Certainly it's struck me since moving from my natural home in Lancashire (even though Warrington should be in Lancashire and in fact was until the boundary changes in 1974) that the people here just aren't anything like as friendly or down to earth, certainly where we live. Maybe the location is everything, in the middle of two cities with huge personalities of their own. Birchwood is very much a commuter area anyway with, I would hazard a guess, probably half of the population working elsewhere as all the main motorways are in easy reach.

This is a really nice area to live; it would be even better if people would say 'hello' to one another every now and then and get to know each other...