WITH usual columnist Annemarie Field on holiday, our Herald reporter takes over her ‘Out in the Field’ column for one week only. He promises not to mention the roadworks on Kings Road...
TALK of snow dominated the chitter chatter at Herald Towers earlier this week, with some reporters praying for a healthy few inches overnight while another came to work wearing not one, but two pairs of long johns under his trousers.
Shoppers began panic buying, pupils prayed for school closures and buses barely ran on time. And in the end, well, it was a bit chilly and a touch slushy on the roads. Potential disaster averted. Earlier in the year I went to Canada where it was frosty -15 degrees, up to -27 with windchill.
And do you know what? Nobody batted an eyelid. No trains stopped. No schools were closed and no roads went ungritted. It was simply a case of Keep Warm and Carry On. The Canadians may well be used to more extreme weather conditions than us but their reaction to snow which at times reached as high as my knee perhaps puts our recent flirtation with snow fever in a slightly shameful context.
ON the subject of Canada and things Eastbourne could learn from our friends across The Pond, I caught a couple of NBA games while in Toronto.
As an ice hockey fan I was there to see the New York Rangers take on, and beat, the Mapleleafs, but with a couple of evenings spare I ‘treated’ my wife to two basketball games. Admittedly not one of the more glamorous sides in the NBA, the Toronto Raptors are still a top-flight outfit, but tickets to each game cost about $20 a pop.
That works out a little cheaper than a match at Eastbourne Borough. The same Eastbourne Borough slogging it out at the bottom of the Conference South.
Eastbourne has a population of just over 90,000 people. That is 9,000 more than Wigan – a town which currently supports a Premiership football team. Under new boss Tommy Widdrington, the Sports will be looking to climb back up the non-league pyramid and will no doubt need the backing of more than the 600 or so fans who regularly watch them. A sensible approach to the cost of tickets might be a start.
EACH lunchtime I head into town for a bite to eat and a general sniff round. And almost every day I see lots of people walk passed the lady selling the Big Issue outside WH Smith without even acknowledging her, let alone buying a magazine.
We are in tough economic times and money is tight, but politeness costs nothing. Big Issue sellers are people stuck in an unfortunate position who are trying to work their way out of it. You may not want a copy, but you can at least treat the seller with the dignity deserving of a fellow human being.