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Archive for October, 2007

Thu 11 October 2007 - Eighteen more

Overcrowded weekend trainIn what might become a tradition (by my count this makes the fourth time in the last few months) Premier Brumby and Public Transport Minister Kosky took a train ride yesterday to make an announcement, this time at Jolimont, then caught a train to Parliament. (You could tell Brumby doesn’t catch the train much; the TV footage showed him standing on the right hand side of the escalator.)

And this time round, it’s some genuinely good news. eight more trains on order, making a total of eighteen to arrive from 2009. That’s an 11% boost to fleet size, or space for an extra 36,000 people (assuming two trips per train per peak), which will start to make a significant impact on the current overcrowding.

Of course, they’re going to need more each year after that if patronage keeps increasing, which it will (growing city + rising petrol prices = more people on trains).

And there’s a bunch of other things they could and should be doing in the meantime. For instance, spreading the peak over more hours by running more frequent trains (including expresses) throughout the day, and stop mucking about with short overcrowded trains in the evening and weekends. And doing a full review and revision of the timetable to make sure when the new trains arrive that they can be used effectively.

But at last it seems like they’re starting to realise things need fixing, and making it a priority to do so.

Wed 10 October 2007 - Go you Aussie dollar!

AUD vs USDWith the Aussie dollar at a 20-year high, I’m sure I’m not the only one considering splashing out buying stuff from Amazon or other offshore etailers. I’ve already got some DVDs on the way (The Goodies LWT and Spaced; neither of which are available in Australia) and am considering a few books and things as well.

Less immediate will be a drop in prices in “Bricks & Mortar” stores, but with a bit of luck the video camera I’ve been eyeing might drop a little as well.

Anybody else ordering stuff?

Tue 9 October 2007 - Just pretend you live there

I could grumble about the trains yesterday, and the apparent lack of security on the last weekend of the school holidays that allowed 16 trains to be vandalised, but I won’t, since I already did that on Twitter (live from the scene, as it were).

People complain about railway station car parking. That there’s never enough. And on the face of it, that’s true: the car parks tend to fill up by midway through the morning peak hour. So people who are outside walking distance of a railway station can’t get to the trains after that.

So why don’t they build more spaces? They do, but what people don’t realise is that car parking is incredibly expensive: it can easily cost thousands of dollars per space to seal a car park and paint lines and install lighting and build access driveways and everything else — $2 million for 120 spaces at Huntingdale station comes out at an incredible $17,000 per space. And if you think that’s high, once you get into building multi-level car parks, the cost goes through the stratosphere. At a return of one paying customer per day, in most cases it really doesn’t stack up.

How big a problem is the lack of parking? Sure, it’s very visible, but in fact there are “only” 30,000 railway station spaces, and more than ten times that number use the trains each weekday. The vast majority of train passengers in Melbourne don’t drive to the station, but walk. But with something like 80% of people living outside walking distance to a station, and connecting services mostly being utterly appalling, clearly more needs to be done to help people get to the trains.

Upgrading connecting bus and tram routes (with proper services that run every few minutes, meet every train and drop you at the door of the station) would not only provide more people with the option leaving the car at home altogether (or in fact reducing the number of cars required in their households), it would also mean local public transport services improved for people who didn’t even need to use the trains.

But that’s not really what I wanted to write about.

On days that I have to drop the kids at school or my mum’s (neither of which are easily accessible by public transport), I drop them in the car, then drive to the nearest station to catch a train into the city. There’s no really viable alternative, not without waiting ages for buses. But of course by the time I get to the train, it’s usually the tail end of peak hour, so the station car parks are full.

But I’ll let you in on a little secret. If you’re prepared for a five-ish minute walk, there is NO problem with parking. At the places I’ve tried, I can ALWAYS find unlimited free parking within five minutes’ walk — ten minutes tops. I’ve done this at Glenhuntly, Ormond, Brighton Beach, even that bastion of inner-burbs living, Balaclava, which has no station car park at all. And for many of these locations, the bulk of the walk to the train is underneath the shop awnings, so it’s not even a huge problem if it’s pissing down rain.

Just pretend you live there, and you walked from home.

So, it isn’t scalable — it’d never work if lots of people did it — but until the government get their act together with proper feeder services, if you have a problem with car parking at stations after peak hour, using your feet may be the answer.

Mon 8 October 2007 - Place names

Interesting article about the vagaries of “secret” suburb names. It reminds me of the time a colleague told me he was buying a house in Travancore. I had no idea where it was. It turns out to be a pocket of Ascot Vale, but the name is one that I’d suspect is rarely seen outside real estate brochures. It’s all about marketing.

It’s a similar story with people wanting to move suburb boundaries around. I’ve mentioned it in passing before, but this kind of think narks me somewhat. The border of Bentleigh has crept south, and the border of Hampton (well, Hampton East actually) has crept east, with the result that properties literally across the street from Moorabbin Town Hall and Moorabbin Railway Station aren’t in Moorabbin.

Similar story in Gardenvale, which is hemmed-in from all sides by Elsternwick to the north and Brighton from the south.

Then you’ve got silly stuff like the Sydenham train line terminating not at Sydenham, but at “Watergardens.”

Is it any wonder people need directions?!

See also: a rant on why they shouldn’t have renamed Spencer Street Station.

Fri 5 October 2007 - Do I look like I know where I’m going?

People must think I look like I know where I’m going. I seem to frequently get asked for directions. And maybe they’re right, as it seems like I’m usually able to help them.

The bloke on Centre Road, wanting to get to Chadstone? By car? Okay, go straight down Centre Road, left at Warragul Road, over the bridge at Oakleigh, over the highway and it’ll be on your left. No no, don’t turn onto the highway; just go straight across. You’re welcome.

The couple getting on the 64. Does this tram go straight? Yeah, down to St Kilda Junction, then it turns left.

The girl from Brisbane, at Bentleigh station last Saturday night. Yeah the Cats did do well today. Oh you need to get to Footscray? Me too actually. Get this train to Melbourne Central then go downstairs; the trains to Footscray are pretty frequent. Oh, Whitehall and Bunbury Streets? Yeah I know where that is. … Here you go, that’s Bunbury Street right there. Whitehall Street’s about five minute’s walk. Have a good night!

And just yesterday, two ladies in Little Collins Street looking for some place in the Block Arcade. Just go down to Block Place, there… follow that through to the arcade. You’re welcome.

PS. Saturday morning. And again last night! Excuse me, can you tell me where Parliament Station is?

Thu 4 October 2007 - Anniversary number four

Whoops. How could I forget, it was our fourth anniversary today.

A speedily organised lunch and a bunch of flowers later, I think I got away with it.

Must remember next year.

If we were married, it’d be Fruit and Flowers this year. Though there are claims the modern gift equivalent for four years is “Appliances”. WTF? “Happy anniversary, here’s a new DVD player”? “Thank you dear, here’s a bread maker in return”?!

And apparently if you reach 32 years, you’re meant to shell out for a car! Bugger that. Maybe a Monthly Metcard or new cycling backpack.

Wed 3 October 2007 - All stations great and small

Flinders Street Station, 9th February 1945There were a lot of families on the trains last week. Many off to the Show, or the Fed Square Pixar exhibit, or the Thomas Live shows at the Tennis Centre.

There’s something that’s pleasing about seeing a bustling busy city railway station (provided there’s plenty of space and it’s not too packed). Be it Flinders Street, Sydney Central, London Victoria, Rome Termini or Amsterdam Centraal, they’re a place to see the diversity of a city’s population, some rushing, some taking it slow.

It’s somehow nice to know that such a station is a focal point and that hundreds, thousands of people have collectively chosen to travel in about the most efficient way (space-wise, cost-wise, and clean) — even if sometimes the providers/operators/government let the side down with train services being inadequate.

(The flipside might be airports, which tend to look squeaky-clean in comparison, while in terms of emissions, the aircraft serving them are utterly filthy.)

The shiny new Craigieburn station opened on Sunday, to the applause of the locals, and contingents of media and gunzels (rail enthusiasts). Alas, like the trains, provisions at the sausage sizzle were sadly lacking. It does have an impressive, mini-Jeff’s Shed-like roof though.

What a shame that in these days of ever-increasing petrol prices and awareness of CO2 emissions, the next rail extension isn’t scheduled to open until about 2021…

(Now, if I can just get Metlink to update the map on their web site…)

Tue 2 October 2007 - The mayor

I remember reading about our local mayor Margaret Esakoff, and the way she used to complain she didn’t appear enough in the council-produced newsletter.

OVER-WORKED City of Glen Eira CEO Andrew Newton has enough on his plate chasing $40,000 from sacked councillor Peter Goudge, who’s skipping through rice fields in Vietnam, but now he’s had to listen to Mayor Margaret Esakoff wail about her photo not appearing enough in the local paper (though the readers aren’t complaining). Marg lectured Newton: “I would like to ask that in future we grasp opportunities to tell the community what we are doing.” Then she rattled off some exciting events in her diary: the opening of a pavilion, a party in the park with scouts presenting a toggle and scarf, and the food business awards. Heck, call the TV stations. (The Age Diary column 24/4/2007.)

Well the Glen Eira News arrived the other day, so I had a look for her photo. She’s on page 1, 2 (twice), 3, 10 (same pic as page 1) and 11. Not bad: 6 pictures in 12 pages.