It appears that, during my leave of absence, some fellow named Michael Morris arranged for a load of rubbish to be burnt in Margate. Not only that, but the whole event was apparently committed to celluloid.
Whilst Mr Morris's initiative is to be applauded as a short term measure for tidying up the area, surely it would be best to await the outcome of the inquiry into whether there should be a proper incineration plant at Richborough before we all go setting fire to our household detritus willy-nilly.
Personally, though, I hope the plan to send wafts of black smoke over Sandwich fails. Nuclear power is much cleaner, and, as it happens, my application to transform Richborough into a centre of uranial excellence goes before the Secretary of State next Wednesday.