We’ve had a busy day here in the middle of nowhere so there was no point in trying a rolling blog. I’m writing this at the end of the day instead.
Having made it to Cardiff I managed a decent half-night’s sleep before pressing on this morning in order to get to Neath. Fortunately all the trains heading in my direction were running, so I had time to get a few shots of the changing nature of the Transport for Wales train fleet in this neck of the woods.
Old meets new. One of the BR built diesel Class 150s from the 1980s sits next to a brand-new tri-mode Class 756 from Stadler at Cardiff Central.Reaching the end of the line. The Class 150/2s will soon be cascaded or sent for scrap. Here’s 150267 at Cardiff Central with the 07:52 to Bargoed.Many services to Barry Island are being taken over by the new Stadler built Class 231 bi-modes. Here’s 230003.
Having got to Neath my next trick was to get to GCRE, which isn’t the most accessible place in the world right now. The only way for me to make the journey was by taxi, which took half an hour. Unless you know the area you don’t appreciate just how isolated it is. The test track and other facilities are being built on the site of a vast opencast mine, which closed in 2021. It hadn’t run out of coal, but its license to mine had expired and wasn’t being renewed. The whole site is bigger than Gibraltar. In essense, imagine building a circular 7km long test track (with some serious gradients) around the base of a huge, hollowed-out hill.
Now GCRE have taken over the site as well as the old railhead at Onllwyn. Today they were having an open day for guests who were invited to see the site and learn about two of the groups who’re carrying out work here. Both are looking at how to cuts the costs of two major fixed assets on the railways. Signalling and electrification.
Dr Sam Bemment, CE of start-up Universal Signalling talks about their systems which could drastically reduce the costs of resignalling our railways. Noel Dolphin from Fueer and Frey talks visitors through their system for adjusting catenary contact wire heights to prove whether bridges may (or may not) need to be replaced to allow for electrification. Potentially a massive cost saving for the railways. Rob gives visitors a run through of how the F&F adjustable catenary works.
After the presentations and demonstrations we were given a short tour of the site by Land Rover. This really gave people a sense of how vast, isolated (and high up) the site is.
Part of the opencast coal workings which have been filled in and landscaped. One of the old coal seams can be seen to the left. The area’s still rich in coal, but it’s best for the planet that it stays were it is. One of the long term plans for the site inside the test track is a solar and wind farm. Three former Heathrow Connect class 360/2’s are on site. The intention is to use them as mobile test platforms in the future. In the foreground is test track 4. at just over 400m long (and with a steep gradient) this could be used for testing vehicles such as RRVs. A long way from Heathrow…
Right, it’s late and I’m due back at the GCRE site along with colleagues from F&F in the morning. We’ve got a busy day ahead of us, then I’ve got to travel back to West Yorkshire. Hopefully, there’s no buses involved! So, it’s time for bed.
See you tomorrow.
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What? Starting a rolling blog at 18:00 I hear you say? Well, yes, because the day’s taken an unexpected turn…
There was me, quite content to be working from home, when in the space of am email and a whatsapp call I found myself myself agreeing to head off to South Wales on another adventure – and adventure it is! Right now I’m sat on a Northern service from Sowerby Bridge to Manchester in order to catch a train to Cardiff. Of course, nothing’s simple, due to the recent storms. Some trains are cancelled whilst others are running late, including this one. In theory, the 17:23 to Chester would’ve got me to Manchester in time to hotfoot it across the city in order to connect with the 18:30 to Cardiff. Only, we’re running 16 minutes late after leaving Todmorden, so that’s not going to happen. That leaves me waiting for the 19:30 to Cardiff, which will get me to the Welsh capital at 23:09. Only the inbound working from Carmarthen has now been cancelled due to trees on the line. Fortunately, Transport for Wales are running an extra service from Shrewsbury in its path, which means I should still make it to Cardiff today. Just as well the hotel I booked at the last minute is right next to the station.
At this point I must thank my long-suffering wife Dawn, who’s just had her next two evenings changed at very short notice – and who dropped things at even shorter notice to drive me to the station in order to try and catch an earlier train.
Why am I venturing to Wales you may ask? Well, I’ve been contracted for an assignment at the new railway test track near Neath, which is where I’ll be spending the next couple of days. But more of that when it happens. Just getting to Cardiff is going to provide enough entertainment for now!
19:30.
Remember I said about entertainment? My Northern service arrived into Manchester 19 mins late, so – as expected I missed my connection. But more fun was to come. Despite what the National Rail Enquiries said about trains running through to Cardiff, the opposite proved to be the case when I got to Manchester Piccadilly. The main Indicator boards showed a 19:30 to Cardiff, but when I got to platform 9 the 19:30 was shown as only running as far as Shrewsbury. Well, I have to get there so I had no option to board the unit when it arrived and await the next instalment – which was soon provided by the Conductor, who announce that the 19:30 would indeed be terminating at Shrewsbury as the line is blocked between there and Hereford. So, from Shrewsbury we’ll be loaded into coaches which will take us to Hereford, where we’ll be put back on a train to resume our trip to Cardiff. What time will I get there? Who knows? I’ve no problem with any of this – other than the lack of up to date information available when I checked NRES and Real Time Trains. It’s not RTTs fault as they take the information direct from the railway’s systems, but you’d think something would produce a red flag on National Rail Enquiries when you enter the journey.
Right now I’m enjoying a nearly empty train as we head South. I’d planned to have settled down for a few hours of work, but that hope’s out of the window now.
20:00.
I’ve just had a good chat with the conductor who told me what the problems are. Apparently, there’s two sections of track near Craven Arms and Leominster where the ballast has been washed away and level crossing and signalling equipment damaged. Network Rail are doing their best to repair the damage as quickly as possible, but they keep discovering more problems. Ho hum…
20:15.
We’ve arrived at Crewe 7 minutes down due to more disruption around Sandbach. For such a busy junction the station’s strangely quiet. Thankfully, this train is again too as the squalling baby that’s been trying to burst its lungs all the way from Stockport has departed the train here. Maybe my ears will stop ringing by the time we get to Shrewsbury…
20:30.
Whilst I’m stuck on the train, I thought I’d have a look at the NRES website to see what it says about my journey. Now, our Conductor has assured us via several announcements that road transport will be laid on between Shrewsbury and Hereford. But this is what’s on the NRES page.
Looks like my trip is going to get even more interesting when we get to Shrewsbury. This trip’s really starting to feel like a bit of a lottery. Meanwhile, the day draws on…
21:10.
Phew! The coach sevice to Hereford does exist! The few of us travelling were bundled on to a rather careworn coach and left within minutes. I count four other passengers besides me.
23:00.
-…and relax! We made it to Hereford by 22:38. The young lady driving our coach did a sterling job getting us from A-B via all the normal station stops on the route. No-one got on anywhere and only a couple got off leaving three of us to disembark at Hereford. The station was deserted of staff, which wasn’t too reassuring, especially as the building was locked up, but I spied a TfW service with lights on in the platforms and managed to find the night entrance to get across to platform 2. Now I’m sat in the warm, sharing a very dirty train with a handful of others. Admittedly, the bins on these 197s aren’t very prominent (or large) but it’s depressing to see just how many people can’t be arsed to tidy up after themselves, leaving the train looking like a shit-tip.
I’ve now swapped from this….…to this.
I’d hoped to have got to Cardiff by 21:50. Then it was 23:09. Now it’s 00:25, but at least I’ll get there.
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Apologies for absence these past couple of days but it’s been a busy time due to the fact that on Thursday my father-in-law had his 90th birthday. So, on Thursday the Platt family had a gathering to celebrate. Thankfully, John had bounced back from having had the lurgi just the week before, showing that he’s incredibly resilient from someone of an age where many people expect you to be a gibbering wreck that spends all their time sat in front of the TV. That’s never been John’s route. He’s probably more active and fitter than many men 20 years younger – as you’ll see later…
The full Platt family (and me, as an honorary member) went out for a meal at the Manor House in Lindley, on the edge of Huddersfield and I have to say, the food didn’t disappoint. Dawn had taken me there several years ago for my birthday so we knew what to expect, whilst the rest of the family had never visited. The food, service and ambience were all top notch. As both Dawn and I enjoy cooking we sometimes find eating out a disappointment as we know we can cook just as well, if not better. But the Manor House is in a different league.
Friday saw me working from home as the weather’s been bloody awful and it’s not been any better today as we’ve caught the end of storm Darragh. High winds had already caused chaos in the area, bringing down a huge tree in our local woods on Thursday night, but today I had to venture over to Huddersfield for the annual Honley male voice choir Xmas concert. Dawn had driven over earlier in the day so I elected to get the train. I thought I’d be clever and go from Sowerby Bridge to Dewsbury, then catch a Trans-Pennine Express service into Huddersfield in order to get a view of progress on the Trans-Pennine Route Upgrade (TRU). I didn’t need to be at the concert until 15:00 and left in plenty of time, so what could possibly go wrong? Bloody trees down on the line, that’s what…
My 10 minute connection at Dewsbury turned into a 55 minute fester. The only small mercy was the opportunity to have a swift pint in the West Riding refreshment room on the station. Thankfully, I made it to the Lawrence Batley theatre in Huddersfield with just a couple of minutes to spare before the concert started and took my seat with Dawn and her mum. Remember I said my FiL isn’t one for vegetating in front of the TV? Not at all, instead – he was singing in the choir he’s been a member of for 38 years! So, today’s picture is of the concert. John is on the bottom row, second from the left.
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Having spent several days at home and with the year fast ticking by I’ve decided to have a trip out to the North Wales coast to get some pictures of the changing scene on that line. Very shortly Avanto West Coast will be withdrawing their last Class 221 ‘Voyager’ trains which have plied that route for the past 20 odd years. They’re being replaced with the Hitachi built Class 805 ‘Evero’ fleet.
As is often the case with these trips, things are already going awry.
To give myself enough daylight hours meant getting up at sparrowfart to catch Northern’s direct 06:23 from Sowerby Bridge to Chester, the gateway to the North Wales coast. Right now the service has just left Manchester Victoria. It’s a quiet train at the moment, only about 20% full after dropping off many early-morning workers in the city. I’m glad I’ve a flask of coffee with me as my train’s freeing. The air-conditioning seems to be on the blink and the lack of corridor doors between vehicles isn’t helping. The Class 195s are a ‘plain vanilla’ CAF product that don’t come equipped with such luxuries as the Department of Transport saw them as an unnecessary expense.
What’s really going awry is that it looks like only one Voyager is running along the coast today, the rest of the Avanti diagrams are using 805s. Bugger! I’ve been told the Voyagers will only last another week or so, meaning this could be my last chance to capture one in action. On the bright side, there’s lots of shiny new Transport for Wales Class 197s out and about, plus – I don’t yet have shots of the ‘Evero’ fleet along the coast. All I have to do now is hope the rain hold off long enough. Let’s see how the day unfolds…
07:52.
On departure from Warrington I had a wander through the train to do a passenger count. There’s 69 people and three bikes aboard. Not bad for this time of day. We’ve now arrives at Runcorn East where another hafl-dozen have joined, including some school students. Dawn’s breaking and the fog we encountered around Warrington is dissipating as we head West. Right now, the day looks quite promising.
08:45.
I had little more than 15 mins to make my connection at Chester, just enough time to grab a couple of shots in the early morning light. Sadly, the skies colours were already getting bleached out by the low sun.
Chester’s the Southern boundary of the Merseyrail network. Here’s 777016 taking a break after ferrying commuters into the city.
The station was a hive of activity with commuters arriving into the city from several directions, including the train I was waiting for, the 08:25 to Holyhead which arrives from Wrexham before reversing. Fortunately, it’s not too busy now so I’ve found a free table where I can set up the mobile office for the short journey to Llandudno Junction. Right now it’s a gloriously sunny and frosty morning, so I’m hopeful of some decent pictures later.
16:00.
Sorry for the gap but I’ve been wearing out a lot of shoe leather around Llandudno and Conwy – and other points East. The primary reason for my visit (catching Voyagers) was a bit of a bust, but the rest of the day’s been really enjoyable even if the weather – like the Voyagers – didn’t play ball. The glorious sunshine I’d experienced through the train window en-route disappeared as soon as I arrived in Llandudno. A lot of my time was taken up exploring picture locations (old and new) to see just how much the lineside is obscured by vegetation nowadays. Having walked from Llandudno to Conwy – a place I’ve a lot of fond memories of with Dawn and her family – I strolled back to the Junction to try a new location. As is often the case, what would’ve been a great location 30-50 years ago is disappearing under lineside vegetation.
On the way back I stopped at Rhyl, where the station was resounding with carols thanks to the Vale of Clwyd MIND charity branch, assisted by their local PCSOs. Now I’m back in Chester, waiting for the ‘blue hour’ whilst having a quick pint as I use the adjacent pub’s wifi to write this and download some pictures. Here we go – I’ll add details later…
When railways had a very different attitude to heritage! Here’s a Transport for Wales service passing through the wall of Conwy castle. The Victorians didn’t let the castle get in their way, they built the railway right up to the base of the castle and built this arch where they breached the wall.
19:00.
I’m on the last leg home, having traversed a very soggy Manchester city centre. That said, it’s always good for pictures (as you’ll see later). The day’s been a mixed one due to the weather which has really played games with me. Even so, I’ve found some new photo locations and managed a few decent shots, not just of the Voyagers I was after, but also of Class 56s on the Railhead Treatment Train (RHTT) – and other bits and bobs.
Tomorrow’s going to be very different day as it’s my Father-in-Laws 90th birthday, so the camer will be put to another use…
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As expected, we’ve had a quiet day here at Bigland Towers, although the mild weather’s been a boon as it’s allowed me to spend more time preparing the gardens for winter by cutting back various plants and shovelling bags of dead leaves to prevent the back of the house (where there’s lots of cobbles) becoming a skating rink. Another positive is that Dawn’s finally on the mend, shaking off the lurgi that’s bedeviled her these past couple of weeks, which is good timing as it’s her fathers 90th birthday next week.
Apart from getting mucky in the garden I have managed to get some photographic work done, filing and editing pictures clogging up my laptop’s hard-drive which are now safely duplicated on several different hard-drives for safety. Modern digital cameras are wonderful things, but file sizes have increased so much in recent years that they soon eat up disc space.
I have had time to peruse social media whilst I’ve waited for stuff to copy. I can’t say I’ve been impressed with what I’ve seen. I used to be an avid user of Twitter, but since Elon Musk bought it he’s turned it into a right-wing cesspit full of conspiracy loons and clowns who’ve paid for blue ticks that spend all their time rage-farming in order to try and make money. The day’s when it was the place to go to for real breaking news are long gone. Now, like millions of others, I’ve set up a new account at ‘Bluesky‘, which is far more civilised as it doesn’t have Musk screwing around with the algorithms in order to promote his own world view whilst supressing real news. You can find me at (@paulbigland.bsky.social). The levels of engagement are far better as a result and the people there are far more reasoned and civil. You can actually engage without getting bombarded by shit-posts from Trump or Farage groupies. I still use Twitter (I refuse to call it X) as there’s still some people who I want to listen to who haven’t made the transition yet, but it’s clear Twitter’s dying bit by bit. Why would anyone want to spend their time in such a depressing place? The other day I saw a post on Bluesky which made me laugh as it summed up the situation perfectly. It said ’25 years ago we used social media to escape the real world. Nowadays we use the real world to escape social media’. So true…
With that thought I’ll leave you with today’s picture, which is another one from the archives as I’ve not been out with the camera for a few days now. I took this at Manchester Victoria station on the 5th October.
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Here we are on the last day of November, about to enter the madness that’s December as everyone gears up for the Christmas festivities and the country goes slightly mad as a consequence. Meanwhile, it’s been a quiet Saturday here at Bigland Towers, the lull before the storm if you like. I still have a poorly Dawn on my hands, hence the day being fairly quiet as Dee’s had a ‘duvet day’ whilst I’ve stayed at home to be on hand. Plus, the front garden needed tidying up for the winter and today was a good excuse for doing it. The garden now looks rather barren with everything cut back but at least it’s not going to be a victim of high winds scattering stuff everywhere.
Hopefully Madame will be on the mend after having a restful weekend. I’ve taken over cooking duties with a few new dishes planned for my own amusement if nothing else. The weather here’s turned mild again so I’m intending to have an active day. I’ve decided that the start of December is an ideal time to ramp up my fitness regime in order to prepare for the festive season which sees us all over-indulge, otherwise I feel like a slug come New Year. Plus, there’s a huge amount of places I want to get to in the UK before the years over when I can start to cast my eyes further afield. I’m looking forward to 2025 for that very reason. But first, there’s December to tackle. I’m sure there’ll be plenty of rolling blogs coming up soon…
Meanwhile, I’ll leave you with today’s picture, which is from a place I’m determined to get back to in 2025.
A rain storm approaches the lush rice paddies and plantations at Tirtagangga. Bali. Indonesia, in January 1995
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Not quite the sort of the day I had in mind, but hey ho.
I’d planned to work from home today as the forecast was suggesting we’d be having snow-showers and all sorts of sh*t today. In reality, we ended up with almost wall-to-wall sunshine. Bugger.
That said, I had plenty of things to keep me occupied with at home, but I couldn’t help feeling it was a wasted opportunity to get out with the camera – but that’s life. In the end It was fortunate that I didn’t as Dawn (who’s still not recovered from a virus) was knocked for six by a migraine, so I ended up donning my nurses uniform once more. Dee retreated to bed whilst I alternated between looking after her and working/cooking/shopping.
Mind you, whilst the weather’s been sunny it’s also been bloody cold as the day’s moved on. The council’s gritting lorries have been kept busy as temperatures hover just above freezing. With those conditions in mind I’ve been kept occupied by watching the birds feasting on the oats I’ve put out for them on one of the shed roofs outside the back of the house. The beauty of oats is that they appeal to a much larger range of birds than if I put out old lentils or other pulses plus, they’re far cheaper than birdseed, which I reserve for the feeders that attract the even smaller birds like tits and nuthatches. That said I had a woodpecker gorging itself on the feeder outside the bedroom window the other day but the damned thing moved too quickly for me to be able to get a picture.
As we needed supplies I did manage to get out for my daily constitutional, popping in to our local supermarket as part of the trip. Oh, and a quick pint in our local pub. Anyone else noticed the paucity and lack of quality of fresh vegetables nowadays? It’s not confined to one chain either. Having secured what I wanted my evening’s been spent productively (apart from the pub, obviously!) making another batch of pea and ham soup for the other invalids in the Platt family, which we expect to deliver as ‘meals on wheels’ tomorrow. Never let it be said that we don’t live the rock and roll lifestyle here at Bigland Towers!
Now for the picture of the day. Hmm, what to choose? I’ve still not finished editing yesterday’s haul, so how about this? The seasons are moving on. I’ve got itchy feet and it’s time leave this septic isle for a while. Here’s a famous feature of a country that’s likely to be the first stop in the new year. Recognise it? You might do if you’re a fan of old James Bond films or you’ve ever been to Thailand…
We were last here in 2017. This is ‘Ko Ta Pu’ otherwise known as the ‘nail’. You can find it in Thailand’s Phang Nga Bay which is off the West coast, not far from Krabi.
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Having been cooped up recently and with the weather improving I’ve headed out with the camera for a few hours. It’s a good time to be on the rails as today is world sustainable transport day – and trains have a huge part to play.
I was undecided where to head for as that very much depended on the weather and what I wanted to see. My final decision was made when I got to Halifax station, where I looked at what was running and plumped for a Northern service to Blackpool North via Preston, which is where I’m typing this from. As the season’s over the train’s pretty empty, with the buckets and spades having been put away for the winter. There’s a few people who’re obviously having a day out, but you’d be brave (or foolhardy) to be heading to the beach today! There’s not a sign of snow anywhere as we pass through the old cotton towns of Burnley Blackburn and Accrington, although more is on the way, apparently – but not today. Railhead conditions don’t seem too bad either, as this 3-car Class 195 seems sure-footed and the driver’s managing to keep pretty much to time.
I’ll be posting a few pictures from Preston later, then working out what circuitous route I take back this evening. Feel free to pop back to see where and what I get up to!
15:30.
I’m back at Preston after a little diversion (more of which later). I’d hoped to find some of the Northern Class 323 EMUs in the area as there’s several diagrams between Wigan, Preston and Blackpool in order to allow crews from the area to be able to learn the trains, which will be taking over some services in the future. This is because a number of the trains have been cascaded to Northern after being replaced on services around Birmingham, where West Midlands trains have dispensed with the services of their entire class 323 fleet. A real EMU shuffle has gone on in recent years. First Northern acquired hand-me-down class 319s, then brand new class 331s, now they’re back in the second-hand market with the 323s.
Sadly, none of the diagrams were working today. However, not all was lost as there’s a number of diagrams along the WCML to allow Avanti West Coast to run in and train staff on the Hitachi built Class 805 ‘Evero’ fleet. A couple of examples passed through.
805004 sits at Preston before returning South as 3A83, the 1332 Preston to London Euston.805002 also put in an appearance. It’s seen here on a break whilst working as 3N84, the 1543 Lancaster to Northampton.
16:45.
Having failed to get the shots I wanted I’ve headed home via Wigan, catching a Euston-bound Pendolino as far as North Western. I couldn’t resist a quick pit-stop in a pub that’s been a West Coast railway landmark for years but that’s enjoying a new lease of life since it being taken over and reopened 5 years sgo – the Swan and Railway. You can’t help seeing it as you travel North as it’s right next to the station.
The Swan has a wide range of drinks, including seven hand pumps for real ale. They also accept CAMRA vouchers, making beer very reasonably priced.
21:30.
Home again after an ‘interesting’ trip home. All went well until I got to Manchester. I had a pleasant trip from Wigan aboard one of Northern’s old Metro-Cammell built Class 156s. The train was less than 20% and the atmosphere relaxed. Things changed at Victoria. A passenger had been taken ill over on platform 4 which brought two of the stations through platforms to a standstill. Sadly, judging by the number of paramedics BTP officers and station staff in attendance, it wasn’t a minor problem. Despite the delays and disruption this caused I have to compliment all those who were involved for the way they handled the incident. The overwhelming majority of passengers here understanding too, even when our train was further delayed due to our relief driver being stuck on another train outside the station. Still, I made it home OK, I can only hope that the poor soul who needed medical intervention did too.
Here’s a few more pictures from my travels to end the day.
A busy scene at Preston. On the left, 397001 has arrived on 1M87, the 1212 Edinburgh to Manchester Airport. In the middle, 397011 is ready to leave with 1M75, the 1204 Glasgow Central to Liverpool Lime Street, whilst 195129 waits on 1C57, the 1329 Manchester Airport to Barrow-in-Furness.A Windhoff MPV sits at Wigan North Western before reversing whilst working 3S58, the 1653 Wigan L.I.P. to Wigan L.I.P which will visit many locations across Lancashire during its patrol as a Railhead Treatment Train. (RHTT). When you see crowds like this on the platforms at Manchester Victoria, you know something’s gone awry.
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I was going to title that British people but there’s quite a bit of evidence that the latest UK government petition that’s setting the right-wing world aflutter has been signed by a lot of people who’re neither British, or real.
You may ask what I’m talking about. Understandable, if you don’t live in the UK or if you don’t hang around on social media (especially the cesspit that Twitter has become nowadays) as this petition has only really existed in a social media vacuum chamber until the past 24 hours, when the mainstream media (especially the right wing outlets) have decided to cover it. So, let’s start at the beginning.
An e-petition calling for yet another general election was started on the Government’s petitions website 5 days ago, by someone called Michael Westwood. Here’s a link. Now, most of you will remember that we only had a general election back in July. Labour won it with a landslide and currently have a working majority of 259.
The petition would probably have died a death, but it’s been picked up and amplified by Elon Musk and many other right-wing commentators. So, as I type this, the number of ‘signatures’ stands at 2.4 million. It doesn’t take much to sign it. All you need is a UK postcode and a valid email address.
The right-wing are cock a hoop at the numbers and are flogging this like it actually means something. But there’s several problems – not least the fact the numbers are suspect. OK, let’s leave that one aside and pretend (just for the sake of argument) that the numbers are genuine.
In the last general election, 6.8m people were daft enough to still vote Tory. Another 4.1 million even more deluded souls voted for the ‘Fagash Fuhrer’ (Nigel Farage) and his private limited company (major shareholder, N Farage) known as ‘Reform’. That’s 10.9 million right-wing votes. So, less than a quarter of them signing a petition is hardly a popular revolt against the government!
There’s another thing. These petitions are meaningless. It’s clear some clueless souls think they lead to a vote in Parliament with a vote that could order a new general election. The reality is, they’re not even debated in the House of Commons, nor is any vote taken afterwards. They’re held in Westminster Hall and they’re little more than a talking shop. MPs are under no compunction to turn up either, which means they’re often very sparsely attended.
Now, even *if* this petition was debated in Parliament and *if* there was a vote, the Government have a working majority of 259. There wouldn’t be a cat in hell’s chance of it passing.
It seems some people are realising that this petition is pointless and have pivoted to saying it’s sending the Government a ‘message’. They’re not quite sure what that message is of course, but hey ho…
In truth, the message it’s sending isn’t the one they think it is. The real message is one of breathtaking hypocrisy, on several levels.
Remember, in 2016, almost all of these people (well, the real ones anyway) will have voted for Brexit. They’ve spent the past 8 years telling those that voted to remain that ‘you lost, get over it’. According to them, an advisory referendum that was 52-48% (with a huge number of abstentions) is inviolable and written in stone forever more, and petitions like these, which were signed by millions, had to be ignored. Only theirs is valid. Hypocritical, much? Damned right it is.
And yet, the result of a general election that Labour won by a landslide just 4 months ago should be overturned, now, despite the fact there will be another general election in just under 5 years time. So much for the ‘will of the people’, eh?
It seems that for the right-wing ‘democrats’, election results only matter when they win. Remind you of anyone? Oh, yes, the orange rapist and felon who’ll be re-entering the White House next year. And of course, who’s behind amplifying all this nonsense on social media, Trump’s chum Elon Musk! Now, hang on a minute, why are so many supposed British ‘patriots’ so happy that there’s foreign interference in UK politics? Weren’t these the people who railed against the ‘unelected bureaucrats’ of the EU or anyone from another country (Obama, Biden, et al) who had the temerity to opine about what was happening in the UK? But Musk, actively interfering? Come on in! The hypocrisy is weapons-grade.
PM Sir Keir Starmer has already burst their balloon by pointing out the fact that this “isn’t how our system works.”
There’s another interesting bit of fallout from this petition. It’s demonstrating just how irrelevant the Tory party are now. The agenda is being driven not by them but by constant noise from the right-wing media and vested-interest billionaires like Musk. It’s no wonder politics is in such bad shape nowadays.
I’ve no doubt the froth about the petition will die soon. It’s going nowhere. The right have the attention-span of a goldfish, the bots will be reprogrammed and move on to the next thing their masters deem worth their time. Besides, it’s almost the festive season. The right-wing always get outraged about Christmas and someone trying to ‘ban’ it. Imagine living your life in a state of permanent outrage, the way many of these right-wingers do?
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What a change in the weather! When I opened the bedroom window blinds around 08:00 all I could see was oppressive skies and an inch or two of new snow. The latter was welcome, the dim light wasn’t as I’d half-hoped to be able to get out with the camera. It wasn’t to be. By the time I’d breakfasted, checked in with Dawn and perused the daily (depressing) news the rain had started to arrive. The only sensible choice was to stay at home, catch up on some work and wait for the day to unfold.
Unfold it did. Rain replaced snow. Over the course of a few hours all the snow was washed away. which then left us with another problem. Flooding. The Calder valley’s become renowned for such events and the local authorities issued several warnings, from Todmorden to Luddenden Foot. Thankfully the high water levels haven’t proved to be a major problem.
None of this stopped me getting my daily constitutional and the opportunity to call into my local for a pint. But, as I’ve said previously. If we flood – high as we are above the valley floor – then the world’s in a whole new level of hurt! Looking at the forecast there’s not going to be a bright side tomorrow. Well, weather-wise anyway. On another front I expect to have Dawn home tomorrow, so things are looking up.
With not having got out with the camera today I’ve been wondering about what today’s picture choice will be. As the weather’s been so dismal I’ve decided to delve into the archives to find this. Frankly? I’d be quite happy to escape from the world as it is in 2024 to return here.
Here’s the beautiful and isolated small island of Kanawa, which is off the island of Flores, Indonesia. The picture was taken in September 1998 when we spent a week staying here. There’s several stories I can tell about those backpacking days. One is that you learned never to order breakfast until you saw what the first longboat of the day from Flores was carrying. One day I’ll tell you what happened when someone ordered chicken…
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