Well, sort of. I’m still in the UK (sadly). But I’m escaping the confines of the Calder valley to do some exploring whilst the weather’s good and we have sunshine – even if the temperatures dropping due to a cold wind with snow threatened for later in the week.
And what a week it’s been. Talk about a mad, mad world! Trump’s busy trashing the world’s economy at the same time he’s trashing Iran, and the longer this goes on the more and more obvious it is that he has no plan. Iran lashing out in response is causing even more issues. Meanwhile, I’ve had bad news at home (which I won’t go into in this blog) which makes me conscious of the future and my own mortality. So, I need a break.
Right now I’m on a Northern service from Sowerby Bridge towards Manchester. I’ve a vague plan in mind, but that depends on the weather when I get across the Pennines. Let’s see what happens…
Leaving, but not on a jet plane…
11:45.
My journey into Manchester flew by. The train was crowded but that’s what happens when you only run a 2-car that time of day. Manchester city centre was equally busy with shoppers and the odd shoplifter getting nicked by police! There’s always plenty of life to observe in the city..
Having made my way to Piccadilly I’m now sat on an old friend to head out to New Mills Central.
The plan is to walk to a photographic location I’ve not visited for 26 years. I kept meaning to go back but never made it. Today’s the day, and a day where I expect to get a lot of steps in…
16:00.
I’m back as I’m taking a break, having wandered for miles. On arrival at New Mills I wandered the backroads to get to a bridge that overlooks New Mills South Junction. Here’s how it looked the last time I was here in May 2000.
158744 heads for Manchester past New Mills South Junction signalbox on the 26th May 2000.
Here’s how it looks now. Not much has changed.
A pair of Trans-Pennine Express Class 185s thunder through the junction on their way to Sheffield.This trans-pennine route sees a lot of freight traffic due to the Peak District quarries and cement works. The old Midland Railway signalbox has had a bit of a makeover in recent years. Now the signallers have the benefit of a outside loo at working level!
Having got the shots that I wanted I walked back into New Mills and caught the train to Edale, where I am now, enjoying a pint, a warm and the wifi in the Ramblers Inn by the station. It’s a cracking pub to stay the night in, or just pop in for a meal or a pint. Here’s a few shots from when I first arrived.
Another TPE service scurries through the Hope valley, this time bound for Cleethorpes.An empty stone train from Bletchley (near London) makes its way back to the Peak District quarries for another load. There’s worse views to gaze upon whilst you’re waiting to photograph trains. Here’s Lose Hill, part of the ridge that I love walking as the views are sublime.
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Today, Reform were soundly beaten in the Gorton and Denton by-election by the Greens (by more than 4400 votes). As a consequence – and almost within minutes of the result being declared, the right-wing and their friends across the media have rolled out the Trump playbook to claim the election was ‘stolen’, the latest excuse being due to ‘family voting’. Here’s the full results.
Allegedly, Muslim families were persuaded by the head of the household NOT to vote for the racist from St Albans (Matt Goodwin) and instead vote for *checks notes* a woman from a party led by a gay Jew!
How stupid do you have to be to fall for this?
That hasn’t stopped the media going full-tilt on this angle this morning, but the flaws in the argument are obvious. This was not a close election. The Greens majority is 4402. Pus, there’s the rather inconvenient fact that the Muslim population aren’t even close to being a majority in the constituency.
No matter how you try and spin it, the idea the election was ‘stolen’ from Reform by the Asian community simply doesn’t stack up. But hey, what do facts matter when you can just blame Muslims?
Oh, to add to the fun. The latest far-right party led by a millionaire (aren’t they all) – ‘Restore’ was beaten by the Monster Raving Loony Party by 159 votes to 154 despite fielding a local candidate, Nick Buckley. There’s several things to be learned from this. One is that most people haven’t got a clue who ‘Restore’ or its leader (Rupert Lowe) are, either nationally or in Manchester. Lowe, who was too racist for Farage and got kicked out of ‘Reform’ formed his own party this year. Lowe has an army of bots on social media who constantly ‘big him up’ but bots can’t vote, so when it comes to the real world he fails to make any impression. A handful of Reform Councillors have defected to his new party which has been amusing to watch but the chances of them holding onto their seats isn’t great. The idea that ‘Restore’ will ever be anything other than a syphon for a few far-right votes is the stuff of fantasy.
There was also bad news for the Conservatives, who had a terrible result. Just 706 votes, which led to them losing their deposit. Oddly, a lot of the media have glossed over this fact. I wonder why?
So, whatever way you cut the result, the by-election’s been a poor one for the far-right. All their bluster on social media and their army of bots has failed to swing this, but that’s not for the first time. Reform have failed to win the last THREE by-elections. They lost to Plaid Cymru in Caerphilly (Wales) and Labour in Hamilton, Larkhall and Stonehouse (Scotland). So, that’s failures in England, Scotland and Wales! It’s worth mentioning that the only by-election ‘Reform’ have won was Runcorn, where their odious candidate Sarah Pochin scraped in by a mere 6 votes.
Meanwhile, the former British home secretary and Buddhist daughter of a Kenyan descendant of Goan Catholics, and a Mauritian Hindu descendent of Indian Tamils, born in Harrow, studied in New York, married to a Jewish South African who lived In Israel says multiculturalism has failed, which suggests multiculturalism is thriving but irony is certainly dead…
Of course, the election’s a disappointment for the Government and some of the media are back to their usual trick of painting this as throwing Keir Starmer’s leadership into question – so no change there then! The truth is less dramatic. I predict that Starmer is safe for several reasons, not least because he has a massive majority of over 160 MPs, that there’s no real appetite in the party for changing horses midstream as well as the fact there’s no obvious candidate to replace him. Plus, there’s 3 years to go until the next general election, which gives Labour time to turn things around, and for Reform to continue to stumble as their local councils expose just how incompetent they are.
In the meantime, congratulations toHannah Spencer, the new MP. Now, is their any chance that you might be able to get a daily train service restored to Denton, which only sees one train each way on a Saturday?
156426 calls at Denton whilst working 2J45, the return 09:04 Stockport to Stalybridge on the 21st September 2024.
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The past few days have been quiet here in the Calder valley, although Saturday did see us spending time over in Mytholmroyd, visiting old friends to help them out with a little project for the future. Beyond that we’ve been very much home-based. The weather’s beginning to turn drier, swapping with high winds that have turned our bird feeders into something of a challenge for our feathered friends. It’s akin to trying to land a plane on an aircraft carrier in high seas! Now we’re into a new week where I’ve decided to make the most of the brightening skies to return to Manchester and check out how the approaches to Piccadilly look from a photographic perspective now that the station’s reopened after the engineering blockade.
Right now I’m on a Northern service from Sowerby Bridge to head across the Pennines. It’s a quiet train, so there’s plenty of available table bays in which to set up the mobile office to type this.
I’ll be blogging (intermittently) throughout the day, so feel free to pop back and have a look at what I get up to (and where)…
Here we go…
13:30.
Phew! Time for a break and chance to upload a few images. Piccadilly station’s back to its normal buzzy self with both concourse and trainshed full of activity. What isn’t easy to see is the fruit of the past 9 days labours as the track that’s been renewed is some way away from the station itself. Hoping to get a better look I walked the backstreets to Manchester’s least used railway station – Ardwick. Just two trains a day call here, with a 2024/25 footfall of a mere 262 souls. The state of the entrance probably helps explain that.
The walk through some of the city’s less salubrious areas is fascinating from a photographic and social perspective, but I certainly wouldn’t want to be wandering around there after dark! When you catch a train from Piccadilly you don’t appreciate how much life there is in the arches below you. Despite the outward signs of decrepitude and decay there’s a myriad of small businesses. Many involve catering. Others supply hairdressing products or repair e-bikes used by Deliveroo drivers. Some are really rather posh behind the anonymous shutters. Here’s a few pictures.
Welcome to Ardwick station! The view from Ardwick. Fresh ballast (stone) and cleaner rails give away which tracks have been renewed during the blockade – as do the clean speed restriction signs!Shopping by numbers. Each of these arches are a small business – or available to be one.Looking back to Piccadilly along Temperance St. The bridge in the foreground carried tracks into the former Mayfield station, latterly used for mail trains until it closed completely in 1986. A train calls at platform 14 at Piccadilly whilst a mural of Ian Curtis from the band ‘Joy Division’ on the side of the Star and Garter looks on.
18:20.
Due to the spring-like conditions I decided to hang around in the city centre in order to enjoy the weather, explore and get some architectural shots (which I’ll upload later). This also gave me time to pop into my favourite store in Chinatown to pick up some more goodies. This time it was different types of rice…
Now I’m heading back across the Pennines, which hasn’t been easy due to very busy (and short-formed) trains. I made it as far as Rochdale where I thought numbers would tail off. Bad move, as there were crowds of young men (well provisioned with bottles and cans) heading East on their way to some sporting event. Ah,well. At least I’ve managed to find a seat…
21:15.
Home!
It turned out that the sporting event was in Halifax, at the Shea stadium. I’ve no idea what as I’m not tribal and don’t follow these things. Half a dozen police officers kept an eye on the crowds flooding off the station, whilst more hung around pubs in town where supporters congregate. I was amused to see dozens of teenage lads – all dressed the same – in trainers, black jogging pants, black hoodies and baseball caps. So much for individuality it seems!
Finally, after 15 miles and 33,000 steps I made it home. Now it’s time to curl up with Dawn, enjoy a film and relax. There’s now a lot of new pictures to edit tomorrow. Here’s a couple of samples…
The glazed brickwork of the Midland hotel really caught the sun this afternoon…A slightly different perspective on Metrolink trams.
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I hadn’t intended to be on a train to Manchester right now. My day had been set as I was expecting to be at home waiting for a plumber to check out our boiler. Only he came early. Dawn’s out for the day as it’s her mum’s birthday, so I was sat twiddling my thumbs after completing my chores, and thought ‘bugger it, i’ll nip out for a few hours’.
As usual, the weather’s dank and dismal but that doesn’t matter in a city, where rainy reflections and opportunties abound.
Let’s see what I get up to…
13:00.
For once, it wasn’t actually raining in Manchester when I arrived. This gave me time to amble over to Piccadilly whilst observing life (and photographing trams) en-route without getting soaked.
Piccadilly was even more deserted than on my last visit. Even the engineers trains had decamped. All that lingered inside the trainshed was the smell of fresh paint.
Echo, echo, echo…
15:30.
Talk about changeable weather! I made my way from Piccadilly to Oxford Rd by train, just to see what the loadings were like – and to avoid a soaking as the heavens had opened. I spent the next hour ducking between downpours as I tried to photograph a series of freight and passenger trains trying to find paths through this constricted corridor (pix soon).
Despite the appearence of the odd flash of blue sky I’ve decided to abandon the city before rush-hour. Partly because I can see the colour of the skies to the East (doom-laden) and partly because I hope to stop off en-route…
17:00.
As suspected, the weather changed my plans. I was intending to change trains at Rochdale in order to pop into the delightful ‘Old Post Office’ micro pub in Castleton. Then the heavens opened – again!
I’ll pass, thanks – even though it’s my favourite tyoe of old train…
Abandoning such a visit I caught the next train East across the Pennines where the weather was considerably more clement, allowing me to stop off in Todmorden for a swift pint at the Alehouse (blogs passim).
Now I’m heading to Halifax on a hot and steamy Northern service to Leeds which is doing a passable impression of a Chinese laundry thanks to the number of damp passengers.
On the bright side. I’ll be back in Halifax in time to join friends in our local pub for the Friday quiz – and free pork pie…
21:55.
I’m home after a day I didn’t expect. The wind and rain’s beating on the cottage windows, not that it matters for me as I’m warm and dry and able to present these pics…
A bus rather than a train all the way From Manchester to Chesterfield is less than desirable, especially if you have to stand outside in the p*ssing rain. A ‘top and tailed’ Freightliner service threads its way through the Castlefield corridor towards Trafford Park with 66589 on the rear as insurance.
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The beginning of another week sees me combine business with pleasure for a varied day that promises to be fun – despite the poor weather. Yep, we’re back to heavy grey clouds, rain and possibly snow here in the Calder valley, so I’m having a day out.
Right now I’m on Northern’s 10:00 from Sowerby Bridge, heading for Manchester. Piccadilly, the city’s main railway station is closed for the next 9 days to allow the old trackwork on the approach to the station to be replaced. Only the two through platforms remain open to allow for freight to run to Trafford Park container terminal, and a handful of passenger services to Blackpool North and Liverpool Lime St with a shuttle service working to Oxford Rd to allow connections to elsewhere. Want to go South? Then you’ll be bussed to Stockport where all other trains are terminating.
After checking out how things are going my plan’s to head over to Liverpool, then to Southport, where something rather special is happening. This evening’s the last performance of ‘Lightport’. Billed as “free immersive light and sound experienceproduced by leading international artists Lucid Creates, that will turn Lord Street into a walk-through rainbow of colour and creativity”. Apparently it will light up a 400m stretch of the famous street, including the Monument, so I though it would be worth checking out.
Watch this space…
12:30.
My arrival in Manchester coincided with what Manchester’s famous for. Rain. Lots of it, which made walking from Victoria to Piccadilly a very soggy experience. Have you ever seen the film ‘Bladerunner’, where it’s always raining? That’s how Manchester felt. Sadly, there wasn’t much to see at Piccadilly. Whilst the concourse is open, the normally bustling trainshed was devoid of activity. A solitary class 66 sat burbling away, whilst a couple of Kirow rail-mounted cranes occupied another platform, having deposited their load of new pointwork.
At present much of the engineering work is taking place out of camera shot so I didn’t hang around and caught a train to Oxford Rd instead, which was rather more interesting (and photogenic). As well as passenger services there was a continuous stream of container trains, all of which were ‘top and tailed’ with a locomotive at each end as insurance in case of a failure (which would really bugger things up).
I’m tempted to come back to get pictures when the weather’s better. As it was, I departed the city under apocalyptic skies to head to Liverpool and my next port of call – which wasn’t a bad choice as the weather’s drier. We’ve even been teased by a few snatches of blue skies!
My 6-car train to Liverpool isn’t too busy. I’ve managed to set up the mobile office in a table bay and download some of the Manchester pictures which I’ll add shortly. Right now, it’s time to enjoy the journey…
22:30.
Sorry for the gap but today’s turned into a very different one to the one I’d expected – for a whole host of reasons. Right now I’m updating this blog from my sister’s sofa in Southport – where I’ll be staying the night due to Northern cancelling enough trains towards Manchester that I haven’t got a hope in hell of getting home. Not a good look when you consider today was the last night of the light show.
I’ve so much to blog about but the rest is going to have to wait until tomorrow when I have more time. Right now I’ll leave you with this…
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I hadn’t planned to be travelling today. I’ve stuff to do at home but when we opened the bedroom blinds this morning to see clear blue skies and this strange yellow orb I was torn between sticking to my original programme or getting the hell out for the day. After double-checking the forecast to see that this is a one day only opportunity (we’ve sleet and snow forecast for Friday) – and with Dawn’s gentle prodding I decided ‘bugger it’ and packed the camera bag. But where to go?
As this was very much a spur of the moment decision my mind I was still unsure where I was headed for until I’d walked down to Sowerby Bridge station and realised the next departure was for Manchester and Chester. A quick check of the forecast told me Chester would remain sunny almost all day – so Chester it is, although I’m not planning to stay all day…
Right now we’re passing through the West Manchester suburbs en-route to Warrington. I’ll blog through the day as and when, so feel free to pop back and see what I get up to.
Here we go…
15:35.
Ho hum. Another day that’s not exactly gone to plan. Chester was interesting and I certainly got a few steps in but the light at the location I had in mind (where the railway passes under the city walls) was less than optimal. Low winter sunlight and trees create a lot of shadows. Still, I managed a couple of shots before walking back to the station where I grabbed a quick drink in the new Brewery Tap on the station.
The brewery tap serves food, hot and cold drinks and a range of real ales.
I’d hoped that a stone train would be running but it was cancelled at the last minute so I decided to cut my losses, catch a train to Warrington Bank Quay for an onward service to Wigan North Western, where tge station’s perched high on an embankment in full sun.
A few minutes before my train arrived sraff annonced that there was a fatality on the line South of the station so all Northbound trains were cancelled.
The tragedy meant there was only one option – board the first available train towards Manchester, so here I am…
21;45.
I’m home and wondering where the day (and the weather) has gone. When I arrived back in Halifax it was like walking home through an old London ‘pea-soup’ fog! I’ll update this blog tomorrow with many more pictures, but here’s a few for now.
Walking the old city walls in ChesterCrocus’ in full bloom on Chester station.Trans-Pennine Express trains pass on the infamous Oxford Rd bottleneck in Manchester.When I said that it was foggy back home I wasn’t kidding…
At the end of the day – I returned home. My thought are with the person who didn’t…
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After being tied to Bigland Towers by a combination of poor weather and home-based jobs to do I’ve escaped for the day! Today we have a crisp autumn day with clear skies and lots of sunshine, so it’s time to venture out with the camera. I’ve a rough idea of where I want to go, but my plan’s not written in stone. First off, I have to get over to Manchester, which is why I’m currently on Northern’s 09:02 from Sowerby Bridge which is heading for Wigan Wallgate. Formed of 2, 2-car Class 158s it’s a quiet train, which has allowed me to grab a table bay and begin blogging, fortified by a fresh coffee from the Jubilee refreshment rooms.
I’ll be posting throughout the day, so feel free to pop back to see where and what I get up to…
09:22.
Ha! My comments about the weather turned out to be premature. We’ve just pulled out of Todmorden and the tops of the surrounding hills are shrouded in cloud. We’ll pass through the Summit tunnel into Greater Manchester shortly, the weather’s often the opposite to Yorkshire on the West side of the Pennines. I’m hoping today’s no different…
09:45.
Bugger. For once, crossing the Pennines hasn’t affected the weather. We have low thin bands of cloud the sun’s struggling to break through, but it’s thinning, so I renain optimistic. If I only get a few decent daytime shots I’ll be happy, otherwise I’ll fall back on plan B for some night shots later.
10:30.
Where the sun never shines! The gloomy through platforns at Manchester Victoria.
The sun god has smiled! Manchester’s belied its rainy reputation to be bathed in sunshine. Not that I’m hanging around. I hot foot across town from Victoria to Piccadilly in order to head out further, this time into Derbyshire, where the weather’s looking just as good. I reckon that If I head to my furthest point away first it doesn’t matter if clouds return later. Rather than kick my heels at Piccadilly I’ve caught a train to New Mills Central. That will involve a walk to another station to catch my next train, but that’s no bad thing on a day like today.
Right now I’m trundling through the delights of South-East Manchester. I covered all these stations at length last year as part of a commission, so there’s no need for me to tarry.
11:20.
I’m now on the right line at New Mills (Newtown). This is a delightful little Derbyshire town on two train lines. Manchester-Sheffield and Manchester-Buxton. There’s also a canal and lots of industrial history. I needn’t have rushed walking between the two stations as my next Buxton bound train is delayed by 6 minutes due to an ‘electrical power failure’. Still, there’s worse places to be stuck. The ticket office is open and it has a lending library!
14:40.
I’m back! My next stop was Chapel-en-le-Frith, where the railway station’s a good 15 mins walk downhill from the centre of town. The running-in boards proclaim it’s the ‘home of Ferodo’. This may be the shire, but it’s not a Hobbit they’re referring to, it’s a company known for making car brakes! The station also has a place in history because in 1957 it was the site of a tragic accident involving a runaway train which led to the deaths of Driver John Axon and Guard. There’s a nemorial on the station which contains the wreckage of one of the wagons involved.
There’s some gorgeous views across the valley towards Kinder Scout and South Head, which is seen in these pictures.
I hung around between trains, then caught the next service to the end of the line at Buxton. Sadly, the station’s lost its overall roof but this wonderful window remains.
Now I’m making my way back towards Manchester. The railway runs on the wring side of the valley for low sun shots. It’s already disappeared behind the hills, so I’m taking a pitstop in Whalley Bridge.
18:20.
Whalley Bridge was both interesting and frustrating. I’d intended to get some shots at the station, then have a quick pint at the nearby Station pub whilst downloading (then uploading) pics but the pub had no wifi and power sockets were in short supply. Instead I ended up engaging in conversation with both staff and locals as my camera is often a talking point.
On leaving, and with the light failing I made my way back into Manchester where I grabbed a few tram pictures before calling it a day and catching the 17:57 back across the Pennines. Needless to say, this 3-car train is standing room only.
Now I’m home, here’s a few camera pictures from the day.
150108 approaches Chapel-en-le-Frith working 2B25, the 1144 Buxton to Manchester Piccadilly. The old station building at Chapel-in-le-Frith is no longer occupied by the railway, but a local brass band use it for practice every week. A trio of Class 150s at Buxton. These machines are the staple of Buxton line services, augmented by some Class 156s.
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Having had my birthday treat postponed due to ‘events’ we’re making up for it today with a return trip to Chester, only this time by train. We’re also adding Manchester to the mix to split the day between the two. The plan’s to enjoy an amble around Chester and its walls, then a spot of brunch and a pint before heading back East to Manchester for another amble and drinks before adjourning to a lovely Indian eatery this evening.
Right now, we’re aboard Northern’s 09:20 from Sowerby Bridge which runs direct to Chester. Today it’s worked by a pair of 2-car Class 195/0s, so there’s plenty of available seats and we’ve managed to bag a table behind the driver’s cab. Dee’s got her book and I’ve the ‘mobile office’ so all’s well. The weather’s playing ball too, as it’s surprisingly mild – if a little damp.
Time to leave…
We’re already West of Manchester Victoria, which is where most passengers decamped. Only a handful joined to replace them, leaving around half a dozen in this front car.
10:55.
This train didn’t stay empty for long! After stopping at Newton-le-Willows, Earlestown and Warrington Bank Quay we’re around 80% full with a real mix of travellers of all ages heading for or next and final stop – Chester. The weather’s picking up too, with high, thin cloud and glimpses of blue sky. Not a bad day for a wander at all…
17:00.
We’re now on our way to Manchester after exploring old haunts and new in Chester. This time we’re aboard the 16:28 which (as it’s only a 2-car) is rammed. Chester was lovely, on leaving the station we walked down to the Shropshire Union cabal which we followed West under the shadow of the city walls to the csnal basin and junction with the spur to the river Dee. You pass through a cutting hewn from solid rock which still bears the scars of the primitive tools of the time. It must have been a hell of an undertaking when the most sophisticated tool you had at your disposal was gunpowder.
After a walk around the cabal we climbed up onto the walls to head into town in search of sustenance. Ignoring ‘influencers’ and other social media sirens we picked where we fancied to old fashioned way by peering in the window and reading the menus outside. As we both enjoy tapas we we chose Salt House on Bridge St (links later). This proved to be a wise move. We arrived at noon when it was empty. When we left 90 mins later there wasn’t a seat spare!
Salt House is a sympathetic refurbishment of an old building with some nice touches (check out the tiling on the bar).Chicken skewers (recipe later).
To be continued…
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It’s Saturday here in Bigland Towers and the pair of have been having a relaxed Saturday at home. Dee returned from darkest Lincolnshire yesterday, whilst I spent Friday editing the pictures from the previous day’s outing.
The weather here in the Calder valley’s starting to get a real nip in the air as the Mercury’s dropped several degrees in the past couple of days. It’s time to put the central heating on and dig out the winter woolies, although (thankfully) I’ve only had to use the new waterproof that Dawn’s bought me as a birthday present once. My actual birthday isn’t until next week, but hey – what’s the point of a waterproof if you can’t use it when you need it?
Today, the weather’s been cold but mostly sunny, ideal for walking, although as we’d had a late morning our perambulations were local at best. Still, the woodlands where we live are packed with autumnal colours right now, so that’s no hardship – and at least I didn’t slip and go arse over tit the way I did on Friday (note to self, walking in woodland whilst staring at your smartphone is a dumb idea).
Having popped into our local pub for a drink and a giggle with the bar staff we picked up some shopping before settling in for a quiet night at home. I’d batch-cooked a chicken Korma on Friday, which has fed us for the past two days as well as helped stock the freezer, so tonight’s been very relaxed. Tomorrow the plan’s to get out and explore, going walking somewhere, although we’ve not decided where yet. Watch this space.
In the meantime, here’s a couple of diverse pictures from the past couple of days. When I cook, I like to prepare and lay out everything I need in advance.
The ingredients of a Korma. Chicken, onions, chopped tomatoes, creamed coconut, Garlic, Turmeric, ground Coriander, Garam Masala and plain yoghurt. Easy to make – and far tastier and healthier than prepared cook-in sauces from a jar. This recipe was given to me by Meena, an Indian friend from London many, many years ago – and it’s become a firm favourite in our house.
On Thursday I had the tripod with me, so I played around with long exposure shots in the city centre. Here’s one of the results.
Tram and bus blurs in Piccadilly Gardens
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Having spent the past few days cooped up at home it’s time to get out and about for a while. Dawn’s got a couple of days away from work and is heading over to a friend’s caravan in Lincolnshire until tomorrow, so I’ve time to myself. The weather’s still not brilliant, but I’ve a mind to get a few night shots in Manchester, so if it rains this evening that’s actually a bonus as wet streets reflect the light and add another dimension to pictures.
To that end, I’m on Northern’s 12:02 from Sowerby Bridge to Wigan Wallgate which is worked by a 3-car Class 158. This trains reasonably busy for a midday service, with a mix of students, families and solo travellers either heading to the city or out to enjoy the countryside. The weather’s picked up too. We’ve chunks of blue sky and sunshine which is showing the Calder valley at its autumnal finest.
Ready, steady, go…
13:25.
Fo once, the weather West of the Pennines closely matched that of the East. That said, if you want rain, it’s one of the things Manchester is famous for, so I may be lucky later. My stay in the city was brief as I found out that an unusual train which I’d yet to photograph was in service today. Northern has a fleet of bi-mode Class 769s (converted from Class 319s) which normally run Southport to Stalybridge/ManchesterI Oxford Rd. Right now, the fleet is being supplemented by two ex- Transport for Wales 769s, which run as required. One is out today, (769452) so it would have been rude not to – especially as it was running to Southport just behind my service! I’m on it now.
Apart from obvious differences like the livery (it’s still in TfW colours), there’s revised seating and different USB sockets. Oh, and there’s a bell, not a buzzer in the cab for Conductor to Driver signalling. I can’t remember if this was a feature original to the Class 319s. There’s other differences too. The Northern sets retain the old 1st class seating area which has been stripped out of the TfW units.
14:15.
I may have to retitle this blog as I’m now on my way to the coast! The weather’s brighter so I thought a flying visit to get a few more shots of this unit was in order. Plus, I’ve not travelled back to the town I grew up in by rail for a while…
14:50.
Here we are in Southport. Briefly, anyway. I’ve time to nip up to an old haunt – the Virginia St footbridge – to get shots of the train leaving at 15:03. I’ll follow on behind.
Having travelled across the West Lancashire plain, I arrived at Burscough. It was an interesting journey. The area’s clearly far more affluent when I used to cycle across the flatlands as a kid. There’s more expensive houses, and some of the rich farmland has been converted into (hardly productive) animal paddocks.Other fields now grow turf for people’s lawns. Lucrative, maybe, but hardly sustainable.
My former 319 at Burscough Bridge.
Sadly, Burscough’s main street has suffered an outbreak of flag-shagging. This is a small town where the overwhelming majority of the population are white, wealthy homeowners. Except for many of the people working in the high street nail bars, fast-food joints and barbers, obviously…
19:15.
Next stop was Wigan, where I paused for a pint in the Swan and fortified myself with chips and mushy peas from the chippy up the road. Well, it’d have been rude not to sample the local cuisine!
Now I’m heading back to Manchester on the same TfW I was chasing….
21:30.
I’m on the last leg home after stopping off in central Manchester to get a few low-light pictures. For once Manchester let me down and the city stayed dry! Even so, I hope I’ve one or two decent pictures. I’ll add them later. Right now I’m heading back East on another Chester – Leeds service. It’s a pair of Class 195/0s o mercifully quiet this time of day. As much as I like the older trains if I was going anywhere long- distance , give me one of these as I can set up the mobile office.
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