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A PRESSING MATTER

A Lack of Accommodation


Reported from its fortnightly meeting of the Local Board at Melton Mowbray in 1865, during which a vexed member brought to its attention a question which he deemed as being of the utmost importance.  The Grantham Journal, with tongue in cheek, reported briefly on the matter with this account.

'A MATTER FOR CONSIDERATION.
 'Mr LARGE said he wished to direct the attention of the Board to a question which before long must come to the front, and that was the provision of urinals in the town.  He thought that it was an important matter, and ought to be ventilated.  He was in Leicester the other day, and noticed the arrangement for one of these conveniences in Belgrave Gate, and what was in some towns very unsightly was there made a very nice affair.  He thought the adoption of the same idea, namely, a number of trees, would remove any objection that might otherwise arise in the fixing of such places at Melton.  Every market day there was often several complaints through the lack of such accommodation. The CHAIRMAN contrasted the size of Melton with a large town and remarked that the question was worth considering and that the Board must look carefully into it.  Mr GLOVER thought that it would cost a considerable sum of money to carry it out. The matter was then dropped.

Hence, as we say today when we finally understood something, "..the penny dropped."


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