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Sad day for town as I Candy opens
I’m going to give up lap dancing soon. Promise! I’ve spent two columns on it already in recent weeks, but bear with me for just one more outing as I explain how gasted my flabber is at this week’s turn of events in my dear old home town.
We’d smile if it wasn’t so potentially damaging to our children, to the image of womanhood and the integrity of our whole community in general.
You’ll recall perhaps that the planned sexual entertainment venue, as they call it, is surrounded by sensitive venues like three churches, the town’s library, two tourist centres and just yards away from the bus station, where school kids daily disembark.
What I haven’t mentioned yet is that our council has also been working for five years to develop the area outside the town hall and next door’s Edwardian market hall as a special gathering place for the public of all ages.
Just underneath the said lap dancing club.
And three days ago came the latest oddity. Our leaders are now going to spend thousands redeveloping the grounds of the parish church, just 50 yards from heavyweight henchmen guarding I Candy lap dancers.
Also this week came the staggeringly unwelcome news that I Candy will open from noon, precisely when people of all ages are encouraged to use the area.
It beggars belief. In the very heart of Accrington’s developing all-age public arena we’re planning an adult sexual entertainment venue.
God cries an awful lot when he sees some of our stranger antics.
The shortest verse in the Bible simply says “He wept” as he looked on the sadness of Jerusalem through the eyes of his Son, Jesus.
Conversely, I think the devil must be having a field day.
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