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Monday, 5 December 2011

Adelaide Taxis - why, oh why...

We here at Cadogan and Hall are not inveterate night owls.  Indeed, most evenings you'll find us tucked up in a bed with an improving book at a reasonable hour, in order to be able to face the new day with at least a modicum of optimism.  However, every now and then, circumstances are such that we find ourselves out on the tiles, attending some binge that would stagger humanity and turn the moon to blood.  This weekend was one such occasion.

Which brings us to Adelaide taxis.  Where to begin?

At Cadogan and Hall, we are fairly cultured chaps.  We've been around a bit, as they say.  Having just recently returned from a somewhat lengthy sojourn in Asia, where taking taxis is a part of life for just about everybody, regardless of their station, we have been staggered by the cost of catching a cab in this town.  For instance, we had some old friends in town this weekend and we went to collect them from their digs on North Terrace.  We were running a little late for a reservation in Rundle Street and so decided to travel there by taxi.

It cost $10.00.  From North Terrace to Rundle Street.

At first, we assumed there was some malfunction with the driver's apparatus, but no, $10.00 was indeed the fare.  We then spent the next hour or so translating this exorbitant sum into foreign currencies and trying to work out how much time in a cab this would have bought us in one of our neighbouring countries.   Even in an expensive city like Singapore, for the same amount of money we decided that we could have been driven from one side of the island to the other - and then back again!

Despite this early evening setback, the night progressed well - perhaps a little too well - and before we knew it, it was 1.00am and time to find one's bed, trying not to rouse the neighbours with too many raucous, off-colour songs.  Such a wish was to prove futile.

We could not get a taxi for love nor money.  And believe us, after we had been standing on the road for about an hour, no amount of money would have been too great a sum to pay.  After over an hour and a half - quite literally, an hour and a half - of waiting we had to bite the bullet and phone home and make a plaintive request to be collected and driven home.  We will be paying for this - in so many ways - for some time to come...

The point, however, is this.  One cannot switch on one's television set without being bombarded with advertisements warning us of the perils of drinking and driving.  And we applaud this, we really do.  However, commensurate with this, the city needs infrastructure that is designed to cope with the demand.  And, quite frankly, it doesn't.  Had we taken a car out with us, it is a distinct possibility that we may have been tempted to get behind the wheel, despite drink having been taken by this point in time, simply because an alternative could not be found.  If you also factor in the exorbitant charges that taxis subject us to, doing the decent thing can easily add $50 - $100 to one's tab on a night out.

In all honesty, it is no wonder that so many people take the risk and drink and drive.

Lots of people going out on a Saturday evening and wanting to take a taxi home cannot be a new or unexpected phenomena.  It should not come as a surprise to anyone that people like to a take a glass of wine or two with dinner, or that they may get together for a pint or two of Pale Ale.  Yet we seem to have no way of delivering these people home safely at a reasonable cost and without a great deal of inconvenience.

Next time we see an ad urging us to act responsibly and not get behind the wheel after that third glass of  Mr Riggs Riesling, we shall have to fight the urge to fling the remote control at the screen and shout loudly to no-one in particular that that is what we indeed tried to do.  But it simply wasn't possible.

Taxis.  Make them cheap.  Make then plentiful.  Maybe then, otherwise upright citizens won't be tempted to do the wrong thing.

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Norwood Oval - old world charm

Norwood Oval - or rather, Coopers Stadium as we are told we must call it - is the wonderful setting for the home games of Adelaide Bite, our team in the Australian Baseball League (now in its second season in its revamped format).

And it really is a splendid place to watch sport.  Norwood Oval (as we are going to continue to call it) can certainly be called old school, and it is none the worse for this.  In fact, this is the essence of its charm.

Sit where you like, even - heaven forbid - stand to watch the game if it so suits you.  Walk around the ground in order to gain a different perspective.   Move around freely without a ubiquitous burly security guard scrutinising your every move.  If you have children, there is actually room for them to run about.  It reminds us of what going to watch the football was like in the dim distant past of our youth.

What this visit has achieved, however, is to make us think more keenly on the tragic fate that is about to befall the Adelaide Oval.  Is it too late to prevent the sacking of our once beautiful ground, once the envy of the world's cricket-going public?  And if not, where will it end?  We very rarely find occasion to agree with Mr Peter Goers but, sadly, we think a recent prediction of his is correct, namely that the internationally renowned Adelaide Oval scoreboard and the Moreton Bay fig trees at the Cathedral end of the ground will be gone in five years' time.  And what will we be left with?

A sports ground that could be anywhere.  That looks like every other concrete bowl. We once had an icon and we seem determined to replace it with a stereotype.

We shall be returning, therefore, to Norwood Oval as often as we can to savour a unique, authentic sporting experience, rather than one manufactured to suit those from out of town who visit us once every year or so and moan because Football Park is not on the doorstep of their hotel.  Frankly, we would leave Adelaide Oval just as it is to encourage them to stay away!