Letter - Poor Barney

Poor Barney

So everything is ok!
The Newgate car park that no one uses will soon have a nice new entrance, that no one will use, the council won't have to salt the paths, because they are so covered in gum people stick to them, and all the empty shops (count them) give the town an air of despair and desperate blight that is so fashionable right now. But I guess as long as we have colored bollards to cast pretty lights on the whole sad scene, and that fancy toilet thing at the end of Galgate, then all is ok.
The 'Vision' would do well to note that you don't polish a car to take it to the scrapyard, and you don't decorate your house when the roof is leaking! Maybe we could fix the disintegrating castle wall with the stone that was taken out of the Visions 'gateway to the town' but no, I forgot the stone was the first vision to crumble in shame.
Greed and apathy stalk the town like embittered Dickensian characters of old, only this time it isn't fiction.
"Bah said Scrooge, and Humbug!!"