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"not in the business of setting up sewing circles"

Look what they have done to my town | Special Reports | Guardian Unlimited Politics: "B&H council has always been the Model Village equivalent of the New Labour government; spending hundreds of thousands of pounds on the city bid as its schools and hospitals slid into dreadful disrepair was typical of its all-fur-coat-and-no-knickers aspirations. But this particular abomination, as the fetid waste lay rotting in the street, really said it all. Not that it's just we on Silly Silicone Beach who suffer from a dementedly media-obsessed local government, or that it's anything new: "BP" wrote me a savagely amusing letter recalling the time in the late 70s when she worked with a voluntary organisation attempting to cushion the extreme poverty of some King's Cross residents. Hearing of their plight, the Greater London Arts Authority - rolling in it, as per - sent a representative down to the Cross to address a meeting of local women from council estates. They listened attentively to her lecture on what the GLAA was about and how the community could be revived through the arts and so on. Then they said that all they wanted was some money to start a dressmaking group to make clothes for themselves and their children; they wondered whether the GLAA could help with a few hundred pounds for some sewing machines. X exploded and said she was "not in the business of setting up sewing circles" - but if they wanted money for camcorders or setting up a street theatre group, she would be delighted to help. They politely told her to get stuffed and got on with their own fundraising."

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