The Anonymous Widower

After the Match

It was in some ways a disappointing draw for Ipswich, as they dominated for long periods and should have scored two before they actually did.

But we did have the pleasure of seeing the odious Marlon King sent off for a tackle well up with the sort of behaviour that got him doing time in prison.

I had been assured by one of the stewards that there would be buses from Tesco’s after the match.

Wrong!  Especially, as he’d checked on the radio.

So it was a taxi to the city centre, which cost me as much as my lunch and about the same as a one-way ticket to or from London. Still the vehicle was clean and the driver was pleasant enough.

I do find it rather sad, that in some of these cities, like Coventry and Middlesbrough, it seems that the limit of ambition of many Asian youth is to own their own taxis and consequently, these cities seem to have  thousands of taxis, completely non-functioning bus systems and no decent walking and cycling routes.

Perhaps though, it is not the limit of their ambition, but surely there are other worthwhile professions they could enter.

Or is it down to that belief typical of many young men and probably me at 20, that you aren’t anybody unless you have your own car.

Only now, when driving is off-limits to me, do I realise that there is something better.  Certainly in London, I am more mobile now on the buses after a stroke, than I was in my twenties, when I had a car and all the attendant costs and problems like finding a place to park.

January 2, 2011 - Posted by AnonW | Sport, Transport/Travel | Buses, Coventry, Ipswich Town, Taxis