The Dame's roving reporter writes....
Last night's Westway Trust's AGM was held in the beautiful St. Helen's church in N. Kensington.
Amid drumming and singing, hundreds of local residents attended for an enthralling evening of grand opera in several acts.
A panel of 8 or 10 milk white, middle class, directors and trustees faced a vivacious and motley audience of people spanning the five continents and the seven ages of man and woman.
After the usual life-sapping social propaganda and, at the very start of the meeting, Robina Rose loudly questioned the legitimacy of the Trust's secret change of its focus from providing services for local residents, to serving five London boroughs including Wandsworth!
This caused uproar.
The accuracy of the minutes were then questioned by one audience member after another.
To roars of approval, the matter was settled by trustee Cllr Mason, who confirmed that last year's vote had been illegitimate.
The new Chairman Alan Brown promptly withdrew the minutes and his agenda. There followed multiple calls for McConville to go and more than three hours of questions from the floor.
Everyone from Rasta's to city slickers noisily questioned the Trust's motives.
A director claimed that the soon to be evicted stables will be replaced by an equestrian centre. Rather than mollifying his boisterous audience, his remark was met by hundreds of loud demands for the Trust to support the existing stables instead.
Nothing the Trust said was accepted by the residents - who, by then, were largely on their feet.
The public dismissed a series of feeble excuses for Trust mismanagement ranging from a black sports group offered a 3 month lease, being immediately replaced with a white gallery granted a 5 year lease; to the closure of the much loved Maxilla children's centre.
In a doubtlessly unintended condescending voice, McConville's tried several times to tell the audience that the Trust was duty bound to destroy local services in favour of other London boroughs.
Despite or perhaps due to her efforts, the air rang with rejection. Niles Hailstones and scores of his colleagues kept up the momentum. Panel members went either purple, were deeply depressed or in McConville's case, stared blankly into space. There was a vigorous discussion of why the Trust failed to attend the recent Tabernacle public meeting. McConville's excuses were roundly rejected. On and on it went until in the face of universal public outrage, the chairman agreed to another attempt at an AGM; this time on residents' terms. At last it was over, with the debate slowly turning into lively chats between small groups heading for the doors. It had been a truly wonderful night at the opera.
And McConville? She was last seen tottering out of the building on her 7" high heels, into a dark, wet and windy night.