Humphrey noted that the PM’s constituency contained several railway stations – British Rail as well as the Underground. He reminded me that some people take the view that areas with reasonable rail services don’t need an evening bus service as well. I regard this as an extremely persuasive view. Accordingly, we made our fourth recommendation.
We then moved on to consider what to do with all the remaining land after the removal of the bus station into the park.
We had to rack our brains on this matter for a while, but eventually we realised that the whole area seemed very short of parking space for container lorries. Especially at night. So fifth we recommended:
Regretfully, on closer study, the map revealed that building a new container lorry park would mean widening the access road. Indeed, it appears that the western half of the swimming baths might have to be filled in. But we could see no alternative:
We sat back and considered our list of recommendations. These had nothing whatever to do with the PM personally, of course. They were simply the local consequences of the broad national strategy.
However, I decided to write a paper which would be sent to Number Ten for the PM’s personal attention. The PM would undoubtedly wish to be informed of the constituency implications and as a loyal Minister and dutiful colleague I owe this to the PM. Among other things!
Humphrey raised one other area of concern. ‘It would be awful, Minister, if the press got hold of all this. After all, lots of other boroughs are likely to be affected. There’d be a national outcry.’
I asked if he thought there was any danger of the press getting hold of the story.
‘Well,’ he said, ‘they’re very clever at getting hold of things like this. Especially if there’s lots of copies.’
A good point. Humphrey’s a bloody nuisance most of the time, but I must say that he’s a good man to have on your side in a fight.
‘Oh dear,’ I replied. ‘This
Humphrey reassured me on this point. He said that we must hope for the best. If it
I found this very reassuring.
I told him not to do anything that I wouldn’t do. He told me that I could rely on him.
I’m sure I can.
I wonder how he got on.
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Lunched with the chap from Printing House Square, and mentioned the recent rumours of the integrated national transport policy.
His first reaction was one of boredom with this hoary old chestnut. Quite a natural reaction, really. But he became interested when I hinted of the rumours that the policy may have several unwelcome side-effects.
Job loss from integration of the railway terminals.
Job loss from joint repair shops.
Job loss from streamlining of services.
Reduction of bus and train services – causing job loss.
Peter realised that this could be rather a large story, especially in view of the rumours that one of the areas to suffer most will be the PM’s own constituency. I can’t imagine how these rumours got around.
He asked for hard facts, and I admonished him. He persisted, explaining to me that newspapers are not like the Government – if they make statements they have to be able to prove that they are true.
He pressed me for news of a White Paper or a Green Paper. I gave no help. But I did have to confirm that there is in existence a confidential note from Hacker to the PM with similar notes to all twenty-one of his Cabinet colleagues.
‘Oh that’s all right then,’ he said cheerfully. ‘Are
I reproved him. I explained that it was a confidential document. It would be grossly improper to betray it to anyone, let alone a journalist.
The only way he could possibly obtain a copy of such a document would be if somebody left it lying around by mistake. The chances of that happening are remote, of course.