I’m not dreaming of a Green Christmas
By Caring Times editor GEOFF?HODGSON
Just 23 days before our 2018 calendars join the crumpled Christmas present paper in the recycling bin. Nor will it be long before the presents around which it was wrapped begin to appear under the tree. As children we could not resist the temptation to prod them and weigh them in our hands, trying to guess what they might be (my wife Suze, who refuses to grow up, still does this).
And talking of paper, we should have a Green one very soon now . But no amount of prodding or weighing has given us a clue as to what delights the Green Paper might contain. Really, journalists and public servants aren’t what they used to be; there should have been several leaks by now.
But do you know, I really can’t get excited about it. It has been promised for so long and what is it after all? A public consultation with an illusory gravitas conferred by its title. Nothing may come of it.
While a Green Paper might normally provide a useful focus for public discussion, and even be a catalyst for change, I fear this one will be sidelined by the Brexit bruhaha and languish like an overlooked, shrivelled satsuma in the end of the stocking.
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