My husband is a gentleman and quite a patient man. Sometimes, though, it's just a little bit too much! A meeting today, called by Länsrätten in Malmö, with the venue Vejastigen 21, was one of those 'just a little bit too much' occasions.
The purpose of the meeting was to examine objections by neighbours to the changing and rebuilding of Vejastigen 21.
I was not at the meeting today but from what I heard, it is noteworthy for a couple of reasons.
The meeting was announced for today (31st May 2010) about two or three weeks ago. It was in response to objections to the proposed changing and rebuilding of Vejastigen 21 that were submitted to Länsrätten in August 2009. At that time, nine months ago, neighbours were told that Länsrätten couldn't make the journey to Brantevik (about 100 km) during the autumn or winter months and that the earliest would be March of this year. In the meantime the owners of No. 21 decided and informed the neighbours who were objecting that they were going to rebuild and make the changes anyway and that they were willing to take the consequences. The rebuilding with the questioned changes is now in the finishing stages.
It is probably fair to say that we have not had many rainy days here in Brantevik over the last couple of years. Most summers in the last ten years, especially in the month of May, have been very dry. Today has been an exception and this morning at the time of the meeting the rain was very heavy.
My husband went to the meeting in good time, as is the custom here in Sweden. He saw no people outside but some inside No. 21 so he went in. The mistress of the house suddenly appeared in front of him and abruptly asked him what he wanted. He was a little taken aback but said he had come for the meeting. She indicated that it was outside. He came home to collect his raincoat and leggins.
When he went back, dressed for the weather, the meeting had started. He asked the man who was speaking in a low, mumbling voice, to speak up - so that he could be heard above the rain. This didn't achieve much. A little later, when my husband intergected that the problems with the changes to No. 21 for the immediate neighbour had been clearly written in the submission, the chairman responded that he would indicate when people had permission to speak.
This was just a little too much for my husband so he came home.
Later we heard that neighbours felt the meeting was a waste of time. It all took place out in the rain; there was no agreed agenda; the visitors from Malmö did not have the written submissions with them; people found it difficult to hear what was being said; people felt they were not listened to.