Previously Posted: Groundhog Day

For those new to CabbieBlog or readers who are slightly forgetful, on Saturdays I’m republishing posts, many going back over a decade. Some will still be very relevant while others have become dated over time. Just think of this post as your weekend paper supplement.

Groundhog Day (02.02.2010)

As you go about your busy lives, you might be forgiven to having missed this important date, for today is Groundhog Day. The day, according to American folklore that if a groundhog emerging from its burrow on this day fails to see its shadow, it will leave the burrow, signifying that winter will soon end. Only in the United States could such a ceremony like this have been dreamed up, and made an annual holiday to boot.

Like Bill Murray in the 1993 film of the same name, I seem to be experiencing a recurring nightmare. Every day I go to work or sit down to write for CabbieBlog, it’s the same problem over and over again; yes it’s that Rickshaw post again.

As unbelievable as it seems, in London in the 21st Century there is a major problem with Rickshaws. Whilst the third world is doing all it can to lose the last of these degrading pedal powered contraptions, some unscrupulous operators are clogging up the streets of the Metropolis with these dangerous contraptions. It’s not a matter of “if” rather than “when” a serious accident or fatality involving a London rickshaw takes place. The rickshaw drivers do not have criminal record checks, and are not tested on road safety or their knowledge of London streets, with the result that the streets of Soho and Covent Garden have become a dangerous free for all with over 400 plying for hire and already one London pedicab driver has been convicted of raping a passenger.

Anecdotal evidence suggests that riders include illegal immigrants, foreign students who are ignoring the terms under which they are in the country by working longer hours than allowed and others who, under any sensible licensing regime, would be considered unsuitable for this kind of work. Do they have a rickshaw rider recruiting office in Krakow, because their numbers seem to rise exponentially by the week?

The safety of these vehicles is horrendous, the Transport Research Laboratory looked at the possible safety implications of allowing the continued use of these vehicles for hire and reward in London. Its scientists warned that “any impact with a motor vehicle” was likely to result in “serious injury to both passengers and riders”. Transport Research Laboratory also warned that “The standard of braking for a Rickshaw fell well short of that expected of a car”. The London Taxi Drivers’ Association are calling on Westminster Council and the Greater London Authority to bring a halt to London’s further decline into third world status and seek statutory powers to ban Rickshaws from the streets. With health and safety becoming a mantra to every council employee, how is it that these contraptions are ever allowed to ply for hire in London’s streets? They congregate in large numbers outside theatres, shops and restaurants blocking the entrances and exits as well as the pavements outside, forcing pedestrians to negotiate the traffic as they walk in the road and blocking fire escapes.

As a result of the media attention into all the problems associated with the Rickshaws and serious concerns over their safety the Rickshaw operators are pushing for a simple licensing system that would allow them to continue working unhindered. London’s taxi drivers along with bus operators and drivers have to contend with the traffic problems and congestion and feel that the only way forward is to ‘Ban! Don’t License’.

Boris should stop worrying about his bike hire scheme and concentrated his attention on why London councils allow three or four children at a time to balance on these death traps and then be driven the wrong way up a one-way street.

I’m going to lay down now, I feel so tired after that rant, but I’ve got a good idea what will confront me when I wake up.

Night tippers

At least we’re still tipping cabbies. A survey by payment app Lopay analysed 57,816 fares paid to more than 2,000 taxi and private hire drivers in London found that the average taxi tip is a relatively healthy 10 per cent (or £3.10). However, the study also found that while ‘passengers are most likely to leave a tip in the evening, between 7pm and midnight’ the worst hours for tipping were ‘recorded between midnight and 5am’. Not sure we can put that down to ‘cultural and political frustrations’, or just drunkenness.

Johnson’s London Dictionary: Carlton Club

CARLTON CLUB (n.) Tory talking shop that doth once exclusively male enclosure until Lady Thatcher, as ex-Premier was required to enter its portal.

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Be my Valentine

As far as I’ve been able to ascertain, London has seven streets romantically named Valentine. Valentine Avenue, Bexley; Valentine Road, Harrow; Valentines Way, Romford; Valentine Place and Valentine Row, Southwark; and then there is Valentine Road, Homerton.

But it’s Valentines Road, Ilford and its environs which can lay claim to having the most ‘Valentines’. Ilford has a Victorian estate near the High Road, and true to those proud Victorians, has streets named after Prime Ministers and outposts of empire: Balfour, Albert, Wellesley, Melbourne, Brisbane, and adjacent to all these empire-building monikers is Valentine Road and Valentine Park on its north-western side.

Even the local telephone number once had VALentine. Now it’s just another of London’s lost telephone exchanges, that once served the Ilford North area around Valentine’s Park from a building on its west side. Sadly it is now the more prosaic, and less romantic, anonymous 020 8554.

Valentines Park is huge at 130 acres, as you would expect with Victorian planning. It is what remains of a country house called Valentines, and its surrounding estate, which helps explain the ornamental lake and walled garden at the northern end, there is also a boating lake, a bandstand and two economically independent cafes.

Incredibly Valentines mansion still stands, and the restored 17th-century house reopened to the public predictably on Valentine’s Day in 2009. It has a small museum, artists are in residence at their studios and musical events are staged. Oh! The second series of the Great British Bake Off was filmed on its lawns.

Featured image: Valentines House Courtesy of Friends of Valentines Mansion (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0 UK)