This post has been brewing for a while now – I mentioned the story to someone the other day and realised I’d never actually blogged about it. Obviously where I’ve not mentioned who people are, that’s because I don’t want to.
We need to start with a bit of back story: Quite a few years ago, while I was at doing my a-levels at a 6th form in south Birmingham, I was involved in running a community project supported by the school. One of the things which that project did was put on a Christmas party for local elderly people (lunch, ballroom dancing, presents from santa, that sort of thing), and that was my main area of involvement. This required funding, and the place we went for funding was our local councillors’ Community Chest fund, which we had access to with the help of a ward support officer.

Tea Dance - from Natalie Wilson on Flickr: CC BY
We applied for the funding we needed, and were approved soon after. All was well. As the event approached we got round to inviting some extra guests, a headteacher from down the road, community centre manager, the councillors, that sort of thing. We also invited the local MP. We invited the local MP because they were nice, friendly, and a popular ‘local figure’ regardless of politics – they would have been a popular ‘special guest’ with the people attending.
The ward support officer found out that we were planning to invite the local MP (I presume they just saw it on a CC’d email or it came up in conversation, nothing malicious). During a planning meeting with the ward support officer, they brought this invitation up – the message was essentially this:
You cannot invite the MP. The councillors do not get on with the MP. If the MP is attending then the councillors will not attend and you will not receive the Community Chest funding.
I can’t remember exactly what was said – and I’m pretty sure the bit about funding withdrawal wasn’t said outright, but that was the message that came over loud and clear.
This was only about 4 weeks before the event, and luckily the invitation was still in my bag (for posting that afternoon), so we accepted it, binned the invite, and carried on.
If this happened today, as you can probably imagine, I wouldn’t let it rest. But that wasn’t really me at the time. But that’s not to say it didn’t annoy me – I (and my colleagues) were seriously pissed off. More at the cheek of the councillors and the lack of choice we had – there was no way we could have got money from anywhere else in four weeks.

From Ell Brown on Flickr: CC BY.
On the day itself our three councillors turned up and (un-announced) brought their colleague from a neighbouring ward – who – it turned out was going to stand as the parliamentary candidate at the next general election. While our three councillors were pretty mediocre party guests, their guest saw the situation as a fantastic opportunity to canvas votes for an election that hadn’t even been set yet. Great.
So all this, along with a few other little niceties they exhibited on the day, left me pretty pee-d off with the whole idea of government and politics-y stuff on a local level. I think I said several times that was the absolute end of me and local government.
Luckily however, last January, I found myself at UKGovcamp, and then at LocalGovcamp in June. I wasn’t really expecting it, but these sort of woke me up to a few things:
- My experience was certainly not representative of council officers the country over, especially in Birmingham.
- There is hope. There’s tonnes of ridiculously crazy innovation and change going on in local government – things can and should be changed.
- There is more to local councils than what I had come across (and written off). This is the most important thing I think, I’d experienced such a tiny bit and used it as an excuse to write off anything related to the word ‘council’.
I now know that local government rocks. I get excited about the innovation and change happening in local councils, and am (ironically) now often found defending them & their services during arguments. I’ve even met a few councillors who seem to understand the point of their job and care about it – and heard of a lot more.

#localgovcamp 2011 - from 1gl on Flickr: CC BY-NC-ND
This turn-around didn’t really happen overnight, after one magic revelation – I just slowly started discovering more and more good stuff that was going on – and realised how blinkered I’d been to just my own experience.
There tonnes of things that showed me how cool localgov is – but here’s just a few people, who’s blogs I’ve been reading for a while, who are inspiring through their innovation and determination to do things better – and they deserve a quick thank you: Dan Slee, James Cattell, Carl Haggerty, Simon Gray and Lou Kidney. That’s quite a comms-heavy list, but that’s only because that’s one of my big interests at the moment, there’s plenty of this stuff elsewhere too.
Annoyingly I can’t remember who most of the councillors I’ve met at these events are, and I haven’t managed to find any good blogging ones yet – but it’s fairly safe to say that this lot are good eggs and represent something special.
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Govcamp has the power to change opinions that are pretty set in. That’s powerful. And it’s one of the reasons I have so much admiration for the event and the people who embody the community around it.
Aside from the obvious, I think I’ve also learnt a valuable lesson about letting small experiences influence my viewpoint on something much wider. It’s dangerously easy to let it happen.