Cricklewood resident, Shell, describes how she “popped her doorstepping cherry” to campaign for the Queensbury.
I’m not by nature a chatty person, nor do I relish interrupting people in their homes (I am never fond of dealing with door-to-door calls at my home). But the Save The Queensbury campaign is something I feel passionately about, and there was never going to be a better reason to pop my doorstepping cherry than to raise awareness and collect signatures to help.
I girded my loins and set off with a handful of leaflets and some petition sheets. All in all it was a pleasant experience. I got the real feeling that I was helping out: there were many people who cared about the pub and the local area yet who were not aware of what was going on. I was able to furnish them with information and contacts to help them.
I met a lot of lovely people, and discovered a few pieces of information myself. For example, there are really nice pop-up shops on Queens Parade. The lady in Floral & Hardy not only signed the petition and took some leaflets to hand out, but told me about the plans to demolish the gorgeous art deco Electric House next door. A lot of shopkeepers are disappointed to hear that, just as Willesden Green seems to be picking up, it might lose one of its nicest social venues.
And what a diverse neighbourhood we live in! Ranging from small, tired council flats to grand, beautiful detached houses; there were all sorts of people, from the old-time Irish to the young Polish families. You couldn’t tell up front who would support our campaign and who would be patently indifferent. My favourite response was from a delightful and rather posh lady who loudly exclaimed “Oh no, not another one” when I told her about the demolition plans. It turns out that Brent is recklessly fond of the idea of knocking down characterful (http://www.geograph.org.uk/
It wasn’t all glamour though! Some people couldn’t care less and closed the door on me before I could ask why. It was a rather cold day, so it was no time to be standing around. After 2 hours (collecting 18 signatures) I was rather glad to have run out of leaflets and go back home.
So, if you are hesitating about helping – don’t! Get out there and spread the word. You never know who you might meet and what you might learn.