The Red Bladder has learned of plans for another SPAR shop serving Bridport and West Bay
The Red Bladder has learned of plans for another SPAR shop serving Bridport and West Bay

Broadwindsor: The shop is on the right, The White Lion pub is beyond. Photograph by Nigel Mykura, resused under Creative Commons Licence.
IT WOULD appear that the bustling community of Boadwindsor is having problems. Both the shop and the pub in the village [The White Lion] look set to close.
Not if The Red Bladder has anything to do with it they won’t.
Like a rat-trap closing on its prey my mind snapped on a solution so simple yet so elegant that I stunned even myself.
The core of the whole thing is that the two buildings are slap-bang opposite each other. There you have it: combine the two and place them under a single management.
That way the doors of the boozer could be sealed up so that no one can enter the premises that way. Make the punters enter the shop where they can pick up a basket and rummage around the grocery department on the ground floor.
Even those hell-bent on pouring booze down their throats may well make an impulse purchase.
Then the shoppers and the sensible people go on upstairs! I knew that you would like this one. There, other things could be on offer. Essentials like haberdashery, millinery and drapery, the day-to-day items that the locals are crying out for.
Now comes the clever bit. Once the enthusiastic shoppers have been loaded up with spare whale bones for corsets, slouch hats and knicker elastic… they cross the newly erected foot bridge to the pub.
This could also double up as a viewing platform where enthusiasts could spot cars, vans and lorries heading for such far-away and exotic sounding locales as Clapton, Coles Cross and Kittwhistle. It would prove a huge attraction in its own right.
Once across the bridge the customers then enter the upper floor of the pub which will now be the coffee lounge and tea room.
As you can see this is not just a place to do a bit of shopping. No, this offers the good people of Broadwindsor and miles around a completely new and unique retail experience.
The lounge serves two purposes. It parts the mugs, sorry I meant valued customers, from more of their dosh and it prevents certain people from getting in the way of the serious business of boozing downstairs in the pub. Which, as we all know, is the sort of place that people who want hot drinks should never, ever be allowed into.
So there you have it, the salvation of a village’s services using only a little imagination.
I demand no fee for this invaluable advice.
It might be nice if the foot bridge over the square were to be named something simple like The Red Bladder Bridge to Paradise but I don’t really mind all that much.
Just to have helped will have been its own reward.
Editor’s Note: Around 200 people met in Broadwindsor’s Comrades Hall to discuss the future of The White Lion and the village shop.
The shop closes on Wednesday, 31 August. It was recently put up for auction but failed to reach the reserve price.
The pub’s licensees are leaving at the end of October. Owners Palmers Brewery are seeking new landlords.
To gauge support for action to save the shop, a questionnaire is being circulated around the Broadwindsor area. One idea is to buy the premises and run it as a community shop, following the example set by Thorncombe (in the far west of Dorset) and Bishop’s Caundle (a few miles from Sherborne).
Some grant funding might be available, as well as a loan from West Dorset District Council, but local people would need to raise about a third of the total amount. The total amount would almost certainly be more than £250,000. (That was the guide price – and also, it would seem, the reserve price at auction, given that £240,000 was bid and turned down).
Other ideas being discussed are a mobile shop, a temporary shop in the Comrades Hall and a facility in premises in the centre of the village currently used as a Saturday morning coffee shop run by the church.
The Red Bladder’s proposal may, at first reading, be considered outlandish, but no one could dispute that it lacks the virtue of imagination. One reason it’s published here is that imagination will certainly be required in Broadwindsor.
There was a popular ditty a few years ago entitled Why does it always rain on me? Well, I’ve worked out the answer. Because you live in Broadwindsor, son.
Watch out all you ne’er-do-wells, footpads and villains! One word from The Red Bladder could earn you a hefty stretch of porridge.
THINGS are moving on at a rapid pace down at Tannery Road in Bridport.
I haven’t heard a cuckoo yet but I have seen the next best thing. A man, a very brave man, canvassing for the Liberal Democrats.

Dorset County Council's newspaper Your Dorset. The Red Bladder questions its value at a time when the council is planning to cut £31 million.
SO, EVEN in these straitened times, Dorset County Council has still managed to bring us yet another edition of that little belter Your Dorset.
A 16-page, full-colour publication that unashamedly assures us that the council is constantly striving to make our lot a better one and glorifying in its own spectacular achievements in a way that would make even the Communist-era Pravda blush.
Self-gratifying, vainglorious and Panglossian are words that might spring to your mind when thumbing through its turgid prose but they are not ones that I would use to describe it – I would be a lot blunter.
It comes at a time when old Eric ‘give him the money Mable’ Pickles, our much-loved Secretary of State for Communities and Local Government, keeps harping on about what a waste of money these ludicrous rags are.
After all they have to be written, designed, printed and then, probably most costly of all, distributed to every household in the county. None of that comes cheap.
Still the bigwigs in County Hall are facing tough decisions, burdens must be shouldered and the pain shared out.
So come on then lads, which is it to be, lollipop ladies guarding and protecting the children of the area or another batch of free lining for the bottoms of their hamster cages?
We know that you are all wonderful on the Council, we know that you labour tirelessly both night and day to improve our lot and we know that making cuts hurts you just as much as it hurts us.
So for pity’s sake stop telling us about it in expensive publications and, just for once, face up to your proper responsibilities.
Editor’s Note: You can download a PDF of Your Dorset by clicking on this link – that is, if you never got your copy, or you’ve mislaid it, or you’re visiting from elsewhere and you’d like to assess it for yourself.
Your Dorset is written by the county council’s communications team, designed by Deep South Media of Bournemouth, printed by Newsquest in Weymouth, and distributed by the Royal Mail. The council says the cost is about 12 pence per copy.