Auckland has a mother-in-law problem

Yesterday afternoon my fab husband babysat so that I could enjoy a could of hours skating at the ice rink. It was great exercise without feeling like exercise because it was fun and there was no risk of keeling over with heat stroke. This is how exercise should be. I could avoid the heat stroke by spending a couple of hours in an air-conditioned gym but the boredom would be overwhelming and I really can’t stand those places. All that lycra and supercharged testosterone. Not for me. I would really like to thank my mother for taking me ice-skating as a child. Thank you, mum.

Ice-skating requires a bit of skill and coordination, so it is anything but boring. I love the gracefulness of it (except when you stack it) and the clean, sharp sound of metal blades on ice. At least, I would have enjoyed this sound had they not been playing such loud, dreadful music. Why do they insist on playing such hideous music in these places? I could listen to my iphone instead but the music is so loud I’d have to turn the volume up dangerously high to drown it out. It’s like being in a night club and I didn’t much care for those places when I was 21 let alone now, at 37.

There are two skating rinks in Auckland: Avondale and Botany. Yesterday I visited the rink in Botany, a suburb south of the city. Botany is a very ugly suburb and represents all that is wrong about development in Auckland. It is a featureless sprawl of McMansions in a landscape dotted with soulless concrete shopping malls each of which is imprisoned by an ocean of cars in carparks and no clear transport links to the rest of Auckland other than via cars and motorways. The mayor of Curitiba, Brazil – Jaime Lerner – once said, “The car is like your mother-in-law. You have to have good relationship with her, but she cannot command your life. When the only woman in your life is your mother-in-law, you have a problem.”  Auckland has a serious problem with its mother-in-law.

14 thoughts on “Auckland has a mother-in-law problem

  1. Sounds as though you were at a public session where the “music” is always dreadful. Check out the rink’s timetable on-line and look for a morning session through the week with a name like “coffee club” which I’m sure will be more to your taste. As you improve, you might like to think about an ice dancing session, or if you’re feeling aggressive, ice hockey.

    1. They do have a coffee club session during the week but I’d have to wait for Elizabeth to start school (rink is a fair way away), by which time I’ll probably be back at work anyway.

  2. I am as shocked as the rest of you to see myself signed in as Caroline, and I haven’t been into her email either! In fact, I posted the comment from within Rachel’s site whilst enjoying a latte this morning at the end of my daily workout walk at Picnic Point, checking my stocks on commsec in between, and without a thought to my or any one else’s email. I did reminisce a little on my skating days, thinking of Dutch waltzes, Fiesta tangos, and swing dances! I see this also will be attributed to Babe! This comes from sharing one’s iPad. eveelizabeth not carolinem

  3. Finally got rid of that pesky carolinemspence identity. Sorry, Babe. Despite the super slow Internet access that is Telstra in the bush (Toowoomba), I finally managed to sign out, close ALL WordPress sites, and start again. Yay! Or should I say, “He, he, ha, ha!!”. eveelizabeth aka princesseve.

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