As you read this, advance copies of the August Spurtle have already begun appearing across the barony like lost Oasis fans shambling at dusk in search of affordable hotel rooms.
Issue 343 starts with concerning times for a local institution, nothing-to-be-done problems for pavement users, the good and the not-so-good aspects of green glad tidings, and crass hats.
It continues, like most issues, on Page 2. Here you’ll find new faces in key roles, more nothing-to-be-done problems for pavement users, plus flamingos, a rejected monopole, and mesh-fencing to contain potential excess bubbling by creatives.
‘Vanity of vanities; all is vanity’, especially Instagram. On Page 3 we look at poseurs in doorways, high winds in closed spaces, bums on seats and the best place for big bangs. Also trams, poor landscaping, mountains of money, oversize wafers and the dangers of rampaging downhill.
We conclude with the Holy Spirit, your first countdown to Christmas, an end to purpose-built white elephants, and the Beatles. All seen through the distorting lens of Greater Spurtleshire hyperlocalism.
You can pick up your copies – now printed on breathable, lightweight, summer stock – from bars, bistros, benches and obliging baristas across Broughton and beyond. They’re in public and private libraries, railing dispensers, cafes, corner shops and in full colour HERE on our website from midnight tonight.
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