Kemi Badenoch
“Kemi Badenoch yesterday announced a package of reforms to boost businesses. Plans unveiled by the Business Secretary include proposals to remove regulations that make it hard for pubs, restaurants and cafes to get permission to serve customers outside”. And given the by-line of the Mail’s political editor Jason Groves. Billed as “Brexit freedoms”.
There was more. “Pubs could also be given the automatic right to sell takeaway pints. Temporary allowances were granted during the pandemic but are due to expire next year”. Is this another of those “Brexit freedoms”? Whatever. “Small firms like cafes and corner shops could be permitted to 'self-certify' for some functions, meaning they would not be 'subjected to needless inspections or mandatory training courses' before they can serve customers”. But there is a problem with this meaningless drivel.
Despite quoting Ms Badenoch (or “Mrs” Badenoch in last-Century Mail speak) more or less verbatim, telling “This Government is seizing the benefits of Brexit by reducing burdens on business, pushing down the cost of living, and driving growth in every corner of the economy”, someone doesn’t get it.
One problem Groves did not have with his article was finding photos to illustrate the idea of “pavement dining”. Because - especially in big cities, like, er, London, within walking distance of Parliament, and indeed the Mail’s offices, there is rather a lot of “pavement dining”. And it gets worse.
For starters, that allows those who cannot manage without a smoke to visit and enjoy the food and drink on offer. And the idea that this is a “Brexit freedom” is bunk. From where I live, a trip across the river to Lisbon brings home the reality that in many of the city’s streets, there is so much outside seating that just walking has become a veritable obstacle course.
Indeed, I can think of one craft beer outlet where all the seating is outside on the street (AMO Brewery on the Rua Bernardim Ribeiro, for those asking). One of the most recommendable Bifanas (look it up) in town, from the hole in the wall at Afonso’s just off the Rua Madalena, has to be consumed standing up, or sitting under the big tree nearby. This is not a rarity.
The demand for seating at the legendary A Brasileira cafĂ© is for the outside kind. Because guidebook and people watching. And seeing how many punters you can cram on to one of those passing trams (officially 58, which is grim enough, but unofficially rather more). Portugal is an EU member state and likely to remain so. This claimed “Brexit freedom” ISN’T.
But such is the grovelling subservience of the Mail, part of its desperation to prop up the rapidly-eroding credibility of the Government, that it is prepared to have its political editor put his name to this slice of baloney, mainly because Ms Badenoch is seen as a rising star of the Tory party. This is thin gruel to put before the readers. Which just enforces the sense of impending wipeout.
The voters know what pavement dining is like. They’ve visited the EU.
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7 comments:
"... needless inspections..."
Yeah, like the "needless inspections" that might have prevented South West Water from mass poisoning of the poor bastards who actually pay for it.
Or which Quisling "Labour" abstained from voting for.
Yeah, those kinds of "needless inspections".
All of which makes Badenoch just a standard blue tory shithouse. And the red version equally as rotten.
There really is no low for either the Wail or Bedenoch, and more importantly for its readers. We may laugh at the transparency of Badenochs never ending bullshit (see her distorted or just plain made up 'Tory trade achievements' poster) and her equally transparent jostling for the top job, but those who read the Fail hang on every word.
Never has satire ever got a parody so bang on as Viz's, 'the male online'. An obnoxious, overtly impressionable, blind to reality individual that 'is' the average Mail reader. They are also a worryingly large and active part of the electorate...
Here in Bow there is pearly dancing in the street at the news that we will no longer have to swill our mild, porter and pale ale locked in the smoke-filled claustrophobic public, saloon bar or snug and can now take our flagons of porter away from the jug and bottle with no fear of being apprehended by a bobby.
Good on yer, Mrs Badenoch.
One problem though: how do you have a lock-in on the pavement?
Bamboo fencing? All the rage outside shit nightclubs...
Take-away pints...remove the red tape... I am certain pedestrians and all safe drivers, including families are going to love that one.
As soon as I read the piece about take-away pints, visions of an 90s drink driving warning TV advert, with the soundtrack of "In the Summertime" came to my mind.
Some red tape can be daft, but generally it is there to protect human life !
Wait for Wes "Essex Loony Eyes" Streeting to come to the "rescue". Complete with the financial political "backing" (read: bribery) of Yank-style private "health" corporations.
As you rightly point out about Portugal, Tim, pavement eating and drinking has been the norm in many of our more southerly European neighbours for ever. Maybe something to do with the weather? Surely even the dimmest Mail readers will twig that any restrictions on doing so here must be due to our laws and nothing to do with the EU?
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