Welcome to the Rudloe and environs website.
Here you will find news, articles and photos of an area that straddles the Cotswold Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty in north-west Wiltshire.
Contributions in the form of articles or photos are welcome. Even those with completely contrary views to mine!
Thanks to the website builder 1&1 and Rob Brown for the original idea.
Rudloescene now, in January 2014, has a sister, academic rather than anarchic, website about Box history here: http://www.boxpeopleandplaces.co.uk/
It contains thoroughly professional, well-researched articles about Box and its people.
Contact rudloescene through the 'Contact' page.
Note that the March 2019 litter pick scheduled for Sunday, 3rd March will be postponed until the following Sunday, 10th March if the forecast heavy rain arrives as expected.
Well, so much for weather forecasts. I checked the BBC TV morning forecast and the Met Office online forecast and both predicted heavy rain from about 8 o'clock until about 11 o'clock followed by a two-hour clear period with more rain later. But all we had was some light rain until about 9:30 followed by cloudy skies with little or no rain (even until now, as I write, at 3:30). So the litter pick went ahead with a somewhat reduced crew (eight in total) and a consequent, reduced haul (see the title photo).
I'm reminded of the ultimate paragraph in my 14-page (!) objection to the original planning application (13/05724/OUT) for this commercial speculation. It went as follows:
Baldwin's 'The sounds of England, the tinkle of hammer on anvil in the country smithy, the corncrake on a dewey morning, the sound of the scythe against the whetstone and the sight of a plough team coming over the brow of a hill, the sight that has been in England since England was a land, and may be seen in England long after the Empire has perished and every works in England has ceased to function, for centuries the one eternal sight of England' is gone and is now superseded by 'The twinkle in the eyes of landowners and developers who have discovered cash cows over the brow of the hill. Communities and local planners cut down by the scythe of central government viewing not centuries but five-year terms. Grey blocks on every street corner as a reminder of a time of barbarism and infamy'.
In the half-hour or so on the Bradford Road section of the litter pick below Rudloe Estate, there were two incidents of cars overtaking in spite of oncoming cars. The overtaking drivers were going flat out in third gear in order to complete their manoeuvres, then shortly afterwards, around the Rudloe bends, they would most likely have to stop at the red light shown in the photograph above. What is the point? Why do people drive at breakneck speeds?
Travelling through an area at speed gives the driver, and passengers, little or no appreciation of the locality being passed through. The sights, sounds and scents (certainly in spring) of a journey cannot be appreciated at speed. Our towns and cities have been ruined by the tyranny of the motor vehicle. About 360,000 people have been killed on Britain's roads since the Second World War. Yet still we pander to these icons of oneupmanship in programmes like Top Gear. Much, or most, of roadside litter is from cars whose occupants, isolated from the real world outside, don't give a damn about the (local) environment.