On recent wanderings I have become fascinated with village noticeboards. They may appear quaint, twee and from another age, but for some, I suspect they provide a lifeline. Whether that be a line to God, a window cleaner or a community bus service, this is how some people find out stuff that matters to them and the quality of their life. Rural internet poverty is a real issue in this country, just as financial poverty also keeps many disconnected from an internet most of us take for granted. Marry the two and you have a demographic who are being forcibly divorced from contemporary society as more and more services cut their print budgets and concentrate information delivery online.
Most noticeboards present a mishmash of poster styles that are produced, in the main, by amateurs on home PCs; though any hope of a local visual vernacular revealing itself is dashed by Microsoft’s homogenising of untutored design. But the rudimentary and unsophisticated font and layout choices display an honesty and lack of pretension entirely fitting for the function. What fascinates me the most though, is that people take the time to bother that these noticeboards are kept up to date. They clearly still recognise a need.