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The council that wants to chop its arts budget to zero

It’s Thursday afternoon and Forres town hall is booming.

A gaggle of mainly middle-aged faces bellow from behind a series of grotesque masks. Their chests are puffed out, feet spread wide as they strut and shuffle from side to side. Limbs are arched and crooked, like medieval praying mantises.