The Tenant Participation Advisory Service recently sent out a lovely consultation paper on the guidance for allocating local authority housing. Unfortunately, the paper failed to suggest where responses should be sent, to whom and by what date.
I suspect responses to any consultation will end up in the right spot if you simply write "Mike Gahagan's bin, ODPM, Victoria, London" on the envelope.
Crisis? What crisis?
Last week saw a huge meeting in which all of the European Union's housing ministers came together to discuss how to tackle an affordable housing crisis that has spread across the entire continent. All housing ministers, that is, except Lord Rooker, whose chair remained empty throughout.
Desperately hunting through milord's diary, a spokesflunky blusteringly said: "I'm sure there must a really good reason why he wasn't there." Hmm. Which one of the five key tests does housing conferences come under? I think Gordon Brown should be told.
Next target please ...
After I mocked intellectually challenged "what's sparagus?" Big Brother contestant Jade, it's time for fellow housemate PJ to have his five (more) minutes of fame.
PJ is a trainee solicitor at Bournemouth-based law firm Lester Aldridge, which claims to have "one of the most specialised units in the country dealing with the needs of care sector providers". Lester Aldridge said it was monitoring PJ's behaviour and admitted there were issues over whether clients would find it "suitable".
Just how many care providers would be impressed by the sex-starved Brummie's misogynist bleating and ear-shattering belches, I wonder?
A change of position
The Housing Quality Network won't have far to go to celebrate its long-awaited move to the great metropolis of Scarborough. The plush new offices are located above a local watering hole quaintly named Bar 69.
"It's just the street number," claims chief Alistair McIntosh with disarming insouciance. Of course! Cheek by jowl, you might say, with its neighbour 10 York Place.
Food for thought
It seems the ingredients contributing to the London Housing Federation's recent capital gains report are more cherries, flour and eggs than pen-pushing and interviewing. Helen Cake – sorry, Cope – let her creative juices flow when launching her many-tiered work, saying "… a cake is full of sumptuous foods which make you weep. This report is rather like that".
Although those less sweet of tooth accused some of Cope's ideas of being half–baked, the proof of the pudding will undoubtedly be in the eating.
Let's hope digesting the report doesn't cause too many upset stomachs.
A raw deal
Source
Housing Today
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