Was that Wanstead’s Pearly Queen Doreen Golding spotted on Strictly on Saturday?
Geoff Wilkinson writes on Wanstead Daily Photo: “Next to our gallery, ‘eightyfour’ in Nightingale Lane there is a newsagents, Annes News. Of course it doesn’t just sell newspapers it’s more of a convenience store with groceries, sweets etc. Anyway drivers pull up outside and pop in for whatever they need, quite often there seems to be a dog in the car or van. The thing that really amuses me is that the dogs must be able to smell or sense the ‘goodies’ in shop, so they are always peering out for the owners return, hopefully with a treat I assume.”
The second utterly insignificant but strangely satisfying vindication inside a week. The Time Out Love London awards have reclassified Wanstead shops and restaurants as being in “Leytonstone and Wanstead” rather than lumping them together simply as being in Leytonstone. Nothing wrong with Leytonstone, of course. But places have names for a reason.
Wansteadium rather snarkily noted the lumping together earlier in the week, and lo and behold it has now been amended. It follows the equally trivial vindication over “vegitarian“. Pathetic really.
Wanstead’s wonderful guerrilla gardener Marian Temple writes:
“Yes, we’re starting again. Earlier in the year we had several work parties having adopted from the council some sad patches of bald soil in the planting around Wanstead station. We planted and chucked seeds around and generally had a good time but the long spell of dry weather was not in our favour. This time of year, rain is a given so time to have another go. Come if you can, to Wanstead Station, this Sunday 19 October, at 10.30am. Litter clearance, weeding, planting and seed chucking. Everyone welcome, adults, kids, no experience necessary. Bring tools, gloves, anything you think might be useful. I’ll bring a load of tough plants. Hope to see you there. Marian Temple.”
George C Parker, Wansteadium’s property blogger, writes:
Autumnal greetings, gentle readers. Your correspondent returns from a business trip of sorts, an occupational hazard that crops up every couple of years in my extremely specialised line of work.
Returning to the chestnut-lined Elysium of my dominion, I could not help but delight in the general vivacity of the old place at the moment. The new additions to the High Street seem mostly refined and thriving. I wish them all well.
What’s more, during my recent free time I’ve been reading about the inspiring work going on under the auspices of the Friends of Wanstead Parklands. Every improvement to the wonderful green space around us benefits us all, and the Group deserve a lot of support and praise for their efforts.
Additionally, whilst I was ‘travelling’ dear Tom Dyckhoff penned a charming appreciation of Wanstead in the Guardian for all to admire (unfortunately the online version is somewhat abridged). Beautifully balanced and researched, he gave well-deserved praise to the highlights of our High Street and the noble Wanstead Park in generous measures.
I also managed to catch up on the Evening Standard Homes and Property team guide to Wanstead from earlier this year. To my mind, the tweeted vignettes from local residents greatly improved the piece, which seemed otherwise to dwell overly much on historical goings on at Snaresbrook Crown Court.
Now safely ensconced back at Parker Towers, in some ways I feel I’ve never been away. The Farmer’s Market continues to thrive whilst the successful Art Trail and the stealth cool Fringe have underlined, in a beautiful font, the cultural credentials of our little patch.
The chestnuts are ripening and there’s a gentle background rumble about the so-called Evergreen Field on the Wanstead Society page on Facebook – it was ever thus.
Property-wise the news seems to be mixed. People trying to move locally seem stymied by the lack of liquidity. Renters are frustrated by the barrier to ownership. Estate agents are the last to squeal, it seems; we now have houses advertised above £2M
such as this – a beautiful place to call home, for sure, but looking at that asking price, I’m calling my probation officer to check just how long I was “on holiday” – double life?
My inspection of rental market has thrown up opportunities like this and this. I truly sympathise with those who find the rental market expensive at the moment – the laws of supply and demand are useful to property traders but not to those who are on the ladder towards their first purchase. Every town and village depends on a good mix of ages, professions, statuses and amenities in order to thrive.
To those currently searching – may you find a good home in Wanstead before long. And to the local property firms – a hat tip for their generous recent support of the Wanstead Fringe, and the Christmas crowdfunder.
Who says Wansteadium is pointless barking at the moon? This is real change: one of the spelling mistakes on the new India Garden restaurant frontage has been corrected. The other one almost so. That’s pedantry in action.
Geoff Wilkinson writes on Wanstead Daily Photo: “I always enjoy peeking into front gardens as I wander around Wanstead. I discovered this garden in Wellesley Rd, I really like the combination of the stones and the mosaic tiled path which I think must be original. Simple to keep tidy as well I suspect.”
Meanwhile, Wansteadium would be interested to know of cases of Box blight in Wanstead, to firstname.lastname@example.org.
We’re delighted to bring you Wanstead’s own Ali MacQueen, the host of the Wanstead Fringe music nights, as seen at the Larder.