The Beagle Editor, A Christmas song for Councillors Liz Innes, Rob Pollock, Lindsay Brown, James Thomson, Jack Tait and Maureen Nathan, from the community choir. To the tune of ‘Happy Christmas, War is Over’.
And so this is Christmas, what’s our council done
Stolen our swimming pool, stolen our fun.
They’ve ignored our petitions, our meetings and pleas
Forging ahead with, their own secret schemes.
And so this is Christmas, but only for some
The mighty, the powerful, who treat us like scum.
This council’s no conscience, no sense of fair play
Shoulder to shoulder, with Cath all the way.
And so this is Christmas, hope you are glad
You’ve stolen our spirit, you’ve made us so mad.
No putt putt, no swimming, no centre to use
What more awaits us, please no more bad news.
A Merry, merry Christmas to Innes and mates
Pollock and Thomson, Nathan and Tait.
But come next September, we’ll show how we feel
We’ll teach you a lesson, it’s not nice to steal. And so this is Christmas
This year's been a pain But thank god we had McGinlay and Mayne (and Constable)