We are gravely concerned about the erosion of our local communities, our local identity.
Large money-making machines are moving into our towns, taking trade away from local businesses and redistributing the wealth far, far away from the people. Soulless out of town shopping centres designed for the car are springing up across the land. Footpaths, squares, arcades, and lanes are giving way to car parks, endless seas of cars.
What happened to local schools, post offices, butchers and bakers, places where young and old knew they could have a conversation at the end of the road. We need to stop the erosion of the local community in its tracks before we become a generation of prisoners in our own homes. Human contact and attention to detail are vital for our survival. We are doing our best to ensure that the man down the road who picked up anything he found just in case a friend needed it returns and stays. He is very welcome in our community today and always.
If we do not consider the next man, then who will? The world is after all our relationship with another.