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Big Society So what's happened to all this so-called Big Society stuff? I thought by now we were supposed to be running our own libraries, saving a community asset from closure, and the council a few bob, by not having to pay old ladies with spectacles dangling from their necks to tell you to pipe down when you're on the dog. I thought we'd be pulling our own pints in the local ‘cos the breweries would have given up on the booze business now everyone's skint, and so us punters would now be ‘mine hosts' and could smoke ourselves sick as we'd have classified it as a private house. And of course, before the first pint of the day we'd be doing our bit driving the old biddies to bingo since the council had scrapped the old folks' community bus and told them to use Shanks's pony instead, till we stepped in. And come the weekend I'd be out there with my bag of sand and cement filling in the potholes, and maybe picking up the odd bit of litter here and there just to help keep the council tax rise down to zero. In fact, I was well looking forward to all this Big Society stuff and then it never happened. Must be ‘cos Cameron's lost interest and gone to Africa instead…

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White Van Man

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