We know, we know – we’re late this month. We did warn everyone … but we missed us too. On the plus side, it’s only three weeks until February’s issue (on the downside… it’s only three weeks etc…).
This edition is The BV at its eclectic best.
We’ve got hard-hitting reads: why Guys Marsh is currently the most violent prison in the UK, what’s really behind the rural pharmacy crisis, and – yes – yet another bank has closed. But don’t worry, the replacement can do everything you need.
Except handle actual cash, obviously.
Our anonymous parish councillor is back, examining what they’re calling Dorset Council’s Fire Sale. As ever, they have thoughts. And this month’s Grumbler has seen Visit Dorset’s latest video – and isn’t madly impressed.
But it’s not all doom and dysfunction. There are beavers. Bees. Books. A dormouse. There’s the most beautiful ice-fungi combination you’re ever likely to see. And the story of a Dorset man who rose to become the most powerful figure in England – Henry VII’s favourite advisor.
The letters page is bursting. Lizzie’s pear and blue cheese tart is exactly what that sad lump of Christmas Blue Vinny was waiting for. Tamsin’s shooting arrows from horseback (entirely legally), and we’ve got a lovely story of an elderly Thomas Hardy springing to his feet to demonstrate the correct way to dance.
What’s not to love, frankly?
See you in three weeks.
