Rolling blog: Another day on the rails…

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After a night at home I’m heading back to London this morning as I have a job to do early tomorrow that’s not entirely unconnected with a wedding taking place near London. Meanwhile, it’s a bright sunny day and ideal for travelling, so expect a few observations and pictures from my wanderings today. Here’s the first, taken on my walk to the station from a winding cobbled road under the Wainhouse tower. I love this view!

That’s Sowerby Bridge down there. I’m always amazed how green it looks now the trees are in leaf because if you looked at the same view just 50 years ago it would have been denuded of the vast majority of the woodland. This would have been an industrial, not a pastoral view.

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I’m now in Halifax, waiting for the London train after popping into the town’s Borough market to buy breakfast. It’s a lovely Victorian building which has this clock as its centrepiece.

Despite not being as busy as it once was it still has a delightful variety of stalls selling all manner of things.

14.15. I’m now in London after an easy trip down the East Coast with Grand Central. Sadly, it was on one of the class 180s they’ve recently acquired from GWR, not one of their newly refurbished sets which I had the pleasure of travelling in on Wednesday. Here’s how the new Standard Class seats look in 180104;

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Here’s looking through a refurbished Standard Class saloon.

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A table bay of four showing off the new seat trim and moquette. I rather like the way the exterior orange stripe has been replicated on the inside.

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After taking a short break to organise a new commission on Monday (which involves another overnight in London or Brighton) i’m on the move again, passing through the perpetually busy Liverpool St station.

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Phew! A busy day at Community rail in the city.

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It’s been a long (and busy) day but it’s also been a fun one – although it’s not ending well! I was up at ‘sparrow fart’ this morning in order to make my way from our hotel in Canning Town to my first port of call – London Bridge station. I still can’t get over how much that place has changed in the past few years. It’s unrecognisable now compared to the cramped, claustrophobic station of old.

The community rail volunteers and staff gave out hundreds of leaflets and answered questions from the stream of visitors to their stall, which included an old friend, Network Rail’s Chris Denham (on Twitter as @KentishHack).

Fortified by coffee I spent the rest of the day visiting and taking pictures of events at St Pancras, Liverpool St, Paddington, Waterloo and Kings Cross. There were some brilliant stalls that were as entertaining as they were informative, so here’s a small selection of pictures from the day.

Network Rail’s Chris Denham came along and said hello (whilst picking up several leaflets) at London Bridge this morning.

Kent Community Rail Partnership had their stall on the SE Trains platforms at St Pancras station. Like many groups, their ‘goodie bags’ proved very popular.

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At Paddington you could join in and sing a sea-shanty, take a selfie or collect one of their fabulous seasalt goodie bags.

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Over at Liverpool St there was a huge amount of info available on Britain’s scenic railways, including the East Suffolk and Wherry lines.

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Waterloo had a large stall staffed by community rail groups right across South Western Railways routes. You could also enter a competition for a vineyards tour, or just come along and listen to the band – and boogie.

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Meanwhile, Kings Cross had fallen to the Roman invasion. There was chance to chat with these enactors who had some fascinating tales to tell about life in Roman Britain and Hadrian’s Wall.

 

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Romans go home! (with apologies to Monty Python’s ‘Life of Brian’…

 

Now I’m heading North on a Grand Central service to Halifax which has just arrived into Doncaster 53 minutes late due to a track circuit failure in the Welwyn Garden City area. This has been quite illuminating on the very day the Government’s announced that it’s taking the Virgin Trains East Coast franchise back into Government control – in a move that’s surprised many in the industry. Labour have tried to go on the attack over this, claiming that privatisation’s been a failure. But wait, my (privatised) train’s late because of an equipment failure by the (renationalised) infrastructure provider – Network Rail? So, renationalisation’s the land of milk and honey and cure for all the railway’s ills? Give over…

London bound…

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I’m on my way back to London for a couple of days as I’m covering tomorrow’s annual “Community rail in the city” event. ACoRP staff and community rail partnership workers and volunteers will have a variety of stalls on many of London’s main stations from 7am until 7pm. You can find details here.

It’s a glorious day for travelling. The sun’s shining and the East Coast Main Line’s behaving itself. As a consequence I expect to have a busy afternoon when I arrive – this weather’s a photographic Godsend! First stop will be Euston to get some shots of Hs2 work around the station, so watch out for some pictures shortly…

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As promised, here’s the first pictures. This is one of the new blocks that have been built to rehome people having to move out of nearby homes to make way for Hs2. They’re quite impressive as they look to allow far more natural light in than the blocks they’re replacing. They also have private balconies

Right now, I’m having a late lunch in nearby Drummond St. Understandably, the restaurants here have been concerned that trade will suffer during Hs2 construction due to direct routes to the station being blocked. I’m optimistic that won’t happen and that the influx of hundreds of extra workers to the area may have the opposite effect. Either way they’ll continue to get my business. I wonder how many of those opposing Hs2 have ever done that? Here’s Ravi Shankar’s Tuesday special – a delicious veg Biriyani

Ok, it’s the end of the day – and the blog. It’s been lovely to catch up with an old friend – and old haunts. Now I’m staying in a part of  the world that’s still familiar, but only because I’ve been around long enough to see it change!

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Gammon attack!

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I have to admit to a certain wry amusement about the way Brexit supporters have suddenly got upset about a term that’s been used to describe them for some time now: Gammon.

It came about because of all those florid-faced, middle to late age men who infest certain programmes like ‘Question Time’. You know the ones, stabbing their fingers at everyone as they (in)articulate their support for Brexit whilst the veins on the side of their heads throb dangerously, as if Brexit (preferably the harder the better) doesn’t happen there and then they’ll have an embolism!

An irony lost upon them is that they’ve been calling anyone who opposes Brexit ‘remoaners’, ‘libtards’ ‘snowflakes’, ‘cucks’ or (far worse) traitors ever since 2016,

Despite the obvious hypocrisy, they’re now squealing that calling them gammon isn’t a humorous response, it’s actually racist. How a bunch of white folks calling other white folks by that name is racist escapes me, but then most Brexit supporters have never let logic sully their minds.

Needless to say ‘remoaners’ have responded with more humour. If you’re on Twitter, you might like to take a look at the #gammonsongs hashtag, here’s a couple of my favourites!

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Of course, there will be those who argue that this is a coarsening of the political debate,  that we must be kind to these people and try to understand their point of view. I have to admit I’ve been trying to understand the Brexit fundamentalists for some time now, and all I can say is that I find it impossible to get inside the minds of bigoted, intolerant and paranoid people. As for coarsening politics, I can only say that view ignores our political history and whitewashes the past. Ever heard of the Peterloo massacre?

Down memory lane. No 6. Carlisle, June 1995

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Whilst scanning a bunch of old slides these past few days I came across another one from 23 years ago which really sums up how much the railways have changed since. It shows the first of the new Class 325 EMUs built for Royal Mail traffic (325001) out on test at Carlisle. Alongside it is an HST working the 08:50 service from Glasgow Central to Penzance, the lead power car is 43068 which was one of 9 modified in 1988 when they were fitted with buffers and conventional couplings for use with ECML Class 91s in place of the Mk4 coaches & DVTs which weren’t ready in time for the testing programme. Many years later it became one of 6 power cars used by open access operator Grand Central before moving again in January to become part of the East Midland Trains fleet. Nowadays HSTs only visit Carlisle on special occasions.

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325001 has also had a mixed life. Post privatisation it was operated by EWS until 2003 when Royal Mail abandoned rail altogether. After a period in store the unit returned to use with GBRf from 2004 until 2010 when DB Schenker, the successor to EWS won the mail traffic back.

When I took this picture I’d no idea that what seemed to be a normal everyday scene would soon prove to be anything but…

Rats deserting the sinking Brexit ship?

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As each day passes it’s becoming more and more obvious what an utter shambles Brexit is. So much so that even some of its architects are starting to make their excuses and distance themselves from the looming disaster, hence Daniel Hannan, the Tory MEP being quoted in the London Evening Standard as admitting leaving the European Union is “not working out” the way it was planned.

What makes me want to bang my head on the table in frustration at this is the fact there never was a bloody plan! Brexit was always a dream that was never achievable, and Hannan is as culpable as the others in conning people by pretending Brexit could ever work. Here’s his fantasy Brexit in full flow.

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Meanwhile, in the real world, the arrogance of the Brexit fundamentalists in believing “the EU needs us more than we need them” has collided with reality. The EU hasn’t rolled over in the face of the British ‘superiority’ the Brexit fundamentalists believe in. The opposite in fact, the EU’s stuck to its position on the major issues such as access to the single market and ‘bespoke’ deals, whilst the Government has clung to fantasies and keeps kicking the can down the road rather than facing up to the truth. This was summed up rather nicely by Steve Bullock (a former British EU negotiator, who’s in a position to know what he’s talking about) on Twitter…

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Part of the UK’s problem is that many people just don’t realise how the Brexit shambles is seen from outside the UK. The older generation still get their views from the likes of the Daily Mail or Express, whilst many of the younger generation don’t seem to engage with  news at all. Mind you, talking of the Daily Mail, is it any wonder many people are clueless, just take a look at the Mail’s front page from yesterday, when they went full Goebbels on the news that the House of Lords had held the Government to account!

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The fact that a national newspaper is describing the members of the House of Lords as “traitors in ermine” should send a shudder down the spine of any right-minded person, no matter what their political persuasion is. This is pure poison, but it’s also a reflection of the terrible political times we’re living in – as is the news from today. The Leave.EU campaign has been fined £70,000 for breaking electoral law by the Electoral Commission who’ve also referred Leave.EU chief executive Liz Bilney to the police. Are they repentant? Are they hell as like. Arron Banks called it a “politically motivated attack” which is a rich irony as that’s exactly what he’s funded – an attack on democracy!

Needless to say, the Brexit fundamentalists who claim they love democracy so much we needed to leave an ‘undemocratic’ EU are strangely silent about the obvious subversion of the democracy they’re meant to cherish.

Meanwhile, the Brexit clock continues to tick and the Brexit camp inside and outside of Government continue to cling to the delusion that everything’s going to plan. The plan they never had in the first place…

Down memory lane. No 5. Semaphore signals

I’ve been busy scanning old slides today, trying to make a dent in the 1000s that I have sitting in albums which have never seen the light of day since I took them. They never made it onto my old website due to time constraints. Now, I look back at them and remember the old Joni Mitchell song ‘Big yellow taxi’ and the lyrics that “you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone”…

The selection of slides that I’ve been scanning date from June 1995. I reckon they’re from when I took a break from London and headed back to base myself with my family in Southport in order to travel the North-West. The picture that really caught my eye was taken in Hexham. It wasn’t about trains but semaphore signals – and this one in particular. Now, I’ve always enjoyed the beauty and variety of railway semaphores, and as an old railway volunteer I’ve climbed a few in my time. But I’m not sure I’d have fancied spending much time up this example.

04828. Lattice post bracket signal. Heading for Newcastle. Hexham. 14.6.1995

This particular signal’s long-gone – although I couldn’t tell you the date it disappeared. What strikes me about it is the height. The photograph’s taken from the station footbridge which is the reason the signal was so tall – it needed to be seen by trains approaching it. I don’t know the exact height, but it must be a good 25 ft tall. In a concession to late 20th century safety standards, there’s a (partial) cage around the ladder but little to protect you on the platform at the top.

Cast your minds back 60 years or less when the oil lamp that illuminated this signal would be needed to be changed every day – come rain or shine. A lamp man or signalman would climb this ladder twice a day. I’m sure it gave great views, but can you imagine standing up there in winter (on slippery wooden slats, in rudimentary PPE, with no harness) when it’s either chucking it down or blowing a gale and the post is swaying like a drunk on the way back from the pub? No wonder so many railwaymen were injured in the course of their careers. Here’s an example from Banbury, taken in 2010. These semaphores are gone too, they were replaced in 2016.

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The irony for me was that the very day I was scanning the Hexham picture the modern railway was talking about the ‘digital railway’ which has the chance to do away with this signal’s replacement & get rid of ‘lights on sticks’ completely.

Meanwhile, for nostalgia buffs, here’s a close-up of the old signalbox that you can see in the background. Unlike the semaphore it’s grade 2 listed. It was built by the North Eastern Railway around 1896. It will live on beyond its useful life, but many of its brethren are living on borrowed time…

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Now, contrast that signal with one of its modern replacements. There’s no paraffin lamps, there’s no ladders. You don’t climb to the signalhead, the signalhead comes to you!

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This example is at Halifax, where the line through the Calder valley was resignalled in October 2018, abolishing three signalboxes.

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Huddersfield hiatus

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I’m working from my satellite office in Huddersfield (aka the ACoRP watertower) today as we’ve a funeral to attend this afternoon. Sadly, Dawn’s Uncle, Ronnie has passed away. On the bright side, he lived to the ripe old age of 93 so he had a good innings.

Today’s another Northern rail strike day so the station’s far quieter than normal. The place is littered with Pacers going nowhere. I can’t help feeling these strikes are futile, all they’re doing is losing the railway revenue and goodwill. Passengers are caught between a rock and a hard place with the intransigence of the RMT union and the determination of the DfT. One wants change, the other opposes it. But change is inevitable, it will come whether the union likes it or not – as railway history teaches us. Whether it was arguments about ‘secondmen’ in the past, or new fleets like the ‘Bedpan’ Class 317s being ‘blacked’ over DOO.

Talking of change, I’ve spotted these new PIS screens at the station which have only recently been installed.

They’re far more informative and much easier to see than the old ones. I hope they’re more accurate as well as previous ones weren’t ‘real time’ which meant the delay times were always all over the place as trains often seemed to move backwards and forwards at the speed of light.

This time of day you’d normally expect the stabling sidings to be devoid of Northern stock. Here’s what it’s like now.

 

Weekend wanderings

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After the stunning weather over the bank holiday weekend things have returned to normal here in the Pennines with the onset of low cloud and rain this afternoon. It’s such a shame as this morning was beautiful.

As I’d been away most of last week the pair of us decided to be home birds over the weekend, staying in the local area. Not that that’s a hardship as there’s some beautiful walks around the Calder valley. On Saturday we met up with a couple of friends in Sowerby Bridge for a night out and a catch-up. As the weather was so good we sat outside the recently refurbished Moorings pub by the canal. Whilst the weather was stunning the service was less than stellar. A particular hate of mine is bar staff who can’t (or won’t) keep track of customers, never look up or make eye-contact, so simply ask ‘who’s next’? – leaving it to customers to organise themselves which is OK(ish) when it’s not a scrum and the place isn’t full of drunks, but it doesn’t make for a great atmosphere. As it was it took ages to get served because of the young staff being so disorganised. It won’t encourage any of us to return.

The next part of our evening more than made up for it. We’ve often eaten at the Café Thai restaurant in nearby West Vale, which we discovered when it opened in a tiny corner shop back in 2011. Now it’s moved to bigger, swankier premises but the food matches the excellent standard they set in the early days. Recently they’ve expanded again by opening a separate restaurant upstairs which serves Thai tapas. It’s a concept that I wasn’t sure about but I have to say it really works – and the food was very good indeed. We’ve always enjoyed sharing dishes, so the tapas format works really well for us. We ordered two dishes each. I plumped for spicy raw mango salad with king
prawns and cashew nuts plus steamed mussels with Thai basil, served with a spicy seafood sauce, with chilli egg fried rice as a side order. Every dish was gorgeous – including the rice, which we all raved about! The food was beautifully presented too, as you can see from these pictures.

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The steamed mussels with Thai basil

Here’s Dawn’s choice, spicy raw mango salad with king prawns and cashew nuts.

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This is another dish ordered by our friends, Deep fried corn cake with crab meat.

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I hope that whets your appetite! As you can see from the pictures, the food’s well presented and it tastes just as good as it looks. The meal was a great start to what was to be a lovely bank holiday.

On the Sunday we decided to enjoy the sunshine and work off the food with a long walk from home, through the Calder valley and up to Norland Moor to end up at one of our favourite pubs, which was having a bank holiday hog roast. We began by walking along our local canal, the Salter and Hebble navigation through to Copley, encountering this little critter on the way.

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I’m informed that it’s a Red-eared Terrapin. Apparently they became a ‘thing’ thanks to the ‘Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles’ cartoon and films, but like most pet fads, as soon as people got bored, they were let loose into the wild. I’ve seen lots of animals along the canal before (deer, mink, and all sorts of birds) but this is the first time I’ve spotted a Terrapin!

Leaving the canal we headed through West Vale and climbed up to the ridge high above Copley which affords excellent views over the valley, as you can see from this picture.

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You can see the 23 arch Copley viaduct which carries the railway from Manchester to Halifax. Built in 1851 it’s a grade 2 listed structure. In the background’s the Wainhouse Tower. Skirting the edge of the woodland we walked on to Norland Moor, the highest point of which is 932ft above sea level. Its 250 acres of heather moorland’s a popular place with dog-walkers and others. It’s a delightful place in summer but an endurance test in winter when the wind and rain sweeps across at gale force as there’s nothing to stand in its way but you!

 

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Norland Moor looking East

 

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Looking down over Sowerby Bridge and along the Calder Valley heading West from Norland Moor. 

 

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The rugged terrain of the moor with Sowerby Bridge in the distance. 

By now our final destination was close at hand. The Moorcock Inn sits at the edge of the moor. It’s a solid, two storey building that’s been a haven to many a walker over the years. It’s undergone several incarnations in the past few years and at one point looked like it was in danger of closing, but the new tenants have transformed the place.

(more shortly)…

 

 

 

When the StopHs2 campaign’s ‘out in force’ in Trowell!

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Sometimes you’ve just got to laugh at the antics of what’s left of the anti Hs2 campaign. It’s rare that I blog about them nowadays as there’s really nothing going on at a national level and very little at a local one either, but I couldn’t help but have a chuckle at this abject nonsense from today.

Apparently, two ‘action’ groups on the Phase 2b route (Trowell and Erewash) combined ‘forces’ to stage a march along part of the route of Hs2 in order to draw attention to the scheme. Instead, what they’ve drawn attention to is how few of them there are. Here’s the piece from the Nottingham Post, which helpfully provides a video and pictures (link). Don’t worry, the video doesn’t last long – this isn’t exactly on the scale of a Soviet military parade! I count around two dozen people (including babies) – as the photo illustrating the article demonstrates.

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So, let’s crunch some numbers. The Erewash constituency contains 95,778 people. The MP is Maggie Throup, who has voted to build Hs2. Trowell is in the Broxtowe constituency of MP Anna Soubry, who’s also voted to build Hs2. It contains 97,032 people. That’s a combined total of 192,810 people – of which two dozen have turned out to protest about Hs2.

One freelance journalist got a little carried away and described the demonstration on Twitter thus;

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I think Ms Snow may have confused the words force and farce…

There’s also a piece in the Derby Telegraph and a very optimistic interview with someone called Brent Poland, who claims they’re going to stop Hs2. How a few dozen people are going to do this without any political support (including from their own MPs) he never actually explains…