Time to install Uber?
My musical life has been nonexistent since cancellations – and that in what should have been a big and exciting season with lots of Mayflower 400 celebrations. Not least, both my big Plymouth-based choirs have commissioned major new works for the event! My social life (a large element of which is the music) has been woefully absent too. Meeting by Zoom isn’t the same!
So it was a lifeline when Jane, the driving force and first-among-equals of a small singing ensemble (usually six of us), organised us to get together in their garden. A little sing, a cuppa, a good natter. I should be there now.
It’s maybe 10km from here to Jane and Robert, with a lot of uphill (they’re properly within the Dartmoor national park), so I set off on the bike in good time. Only to find my back tyre utterly flat, and remaining flat when I tried to pump it. I was out on the bike only yesterday and it was fine. Clearly I’m jinxed. 😦
OK, not to worry. Put the bike away, change to my most comfortable walking sandals. No, I wasn’t about to walk there: I’d’ve needed to set out maybe an hour and a half earlier for that. But time to wander down to town, to the taxi rank. The walking was for the return home: a pleasant walk when there’s no time pressure.
At the taxi rank, there are zero taxis. I wait there 15 minutes, still none. I phone Jane, who mentions she was in town this morning and saw one at the bus station (there’s no bus route to Jane – though it’ll get me to just a half-hour walk). Wander down to the bus station on the off-chance: there is indeed a taxi, but it’s parked with no driver in sight. Not useful.
On the way home, I pass the taxi rank, now there’s a taxi (by now I’ll be 20 minutes late, but better than nothing)! I ask if he accepts card payments: surprisingly he doesn’t. So I go to the cash machine for the first time since (I think) February. By the time I get back, he’s picked up another passenger and is setting off.
I guess it’s time to install Uber if I ever want to travel …