Image: Wellington City Council Archives reference [00138:0:12417]
We're sharing some memories here....
We lived in Ellice Street in the 1980s, a time when big crowds attended test matches. My nephew came to town and he and I joined a full house against India. We we wandered down to the Basin Reserve grounds. About 40 minutes into the game, my nephew Michael nudged me to interrupt my perusal of the paper to say, 'Isn't that your dog?'
Sure enough, there was our German short-haired pointer, Flame, bounding on her usual constitutional fine legs towards the slips. Play stopped. To own her, or not to own her was the question. NZ skipper Jeremy Coney was doing comical dog ranger impersonations.
By the time I jumped the pickets, the crowd were getting in on the act with hundreds of whistles coming from the clowns on the bank sending the dog into a panic. Luckily, she heard my whistle first, or saw me, and ecstatically raced to my side. I sheepishly left with my tail between my legs but not before Flame left a rather large, unwelcome deposit behind near the sight screen.
Flame with housemate
Getting a family plaque on a picket.
For my first visit to the Basin I saw a very good Otago side beat Wellington in a Twenty20 game. It was a stunning Friday evening in mid January. Super crowd, Otago, batting first, scored around 170, Derek de Boorder hitting plenty of runs, although it felt like we were 10-15 short on a good track. All round super bowling effort did the business and kept Wellington around 160. Great evening in the sun and left happy.
Otago vs Wellington