On the evening of the Queen’s birthday, I attended an event to celebrate her ninetieth year with residents of Hunstanton and surrounding villages.
The beacon at Hunstanton stands tall and sturdy, the only place on the east coast facing west. My wife and I arrived in time to witness what was a small flame, believing it to be the torch to ignite the beacon. Alas, we were informed, that was the beacon.
I stood in utter disbelief watching what can only be described as a dish no larger than a garden barbecue, the lighting agent being gas from a cylinder.
Whilst more formal celebrations were were being held at Lynn with pomp and pageantry by the Borough Mayor on the South Quay (pictured), we were sufficed with a taper or box of matches in the car park by a gentleman in a borough council white van.
Shame on you and the elected dignitaries. If this is all you can muster for the people of Hunstanton, it can only be emblematic of today’s uncaring attitude towards us who elect those to serve in public office. Not only have you insulted the people of Hunstanton but you have insulted our and your Queen.
I sincerely hope the residents of Lynn and Hunstanton will remember this night when you approach them for their vote. As for the beacon, you obviously care not a jot. It serves no purpose. Dismantle it.