Reading between the lines... 13/05/17
The day started badly. I had intended on being on the 07:11 Euston service from Wilmslow-however I missed it...
I left the house at around 07:20, in time to get to Wilmslow for the next London train. I had no idea what would happen today-I was using a cheap ticket I know of (as well as another couple) to assist in getting to Reading for less than £20 return on walk up tickets-and no I won’t care to expand on that! I’d bought the dodgy ticket on Friday night in case Wilmslow refused to sell it. I sourced a return from Royal Leamington Spa to Banbury, along with a Cherwell Valley Day Ranger and headed to the platform, where I was greeted with the sight of a decapitated pigeon... shortly followed by a magpie coming and pecking away at it... I was starting to taste my breakfast again...
Winner 390119 thankfully arrived to take me to Crewe, without a ticket check on the riskiest part of the journey on that particular ticket. I discovered I would be at Crewe for longer than expected as I had just missed a train to Stafford. A dud 350 arrived, which I flagged in favour of the London via Brum service. Big mistake! 221115 was working it... my journey this time was made in a much more sober state than when I had it to Glasgow! The journey was quite pleasant, until the TM appeared... (nothing personal just in case you are reading!) thankfully the ticket just got a glance and a stamp. First grip passed! I alighted at Wolverhampton to hurry over the bridge towards the XC Bournemouth service, along with most of the passengers from the VT service thanks to its stupidly long layover at Wolves...
Very unusually for an XC service, dud 221139 was absolutely rammed! XC is normally famous for carrying masses of fresh air isn’t it, especially on the Voyagers which are far too long for the services they work... I promise I’m not taking the mick at all! As such, I was stood all the way to Leamington Spa, with no grip occurring whatsoever. After a short wait, I boarded a much emptier 168107-which I was very annoyed to see was dud! I muttered a few expletives when I saw it was dud from a Snow Hill leap too!
At Banbury, I hurried over to winner 165121 and sat in the Declassified First class section-shoutout to Kite159 for that gen! The journey down to Oxford was very good, despite a very annoying wheel flat right underneath me. On arrival at Oxford, I hurried straight to a turbo waiting to leave to Oxford, which was frustratedly dispatched as I hurried towards it. GRR! An XC service, formed of dud 220023 arrived, and after a quick conversation with the TM, who openly admitted he’d never heard of the Cherwell Ranger (it’s only valid on GWR) gave me permission to board. Score!
As my plan was out of the window, I’d decided to head to Reading and work my way back. (I had no choice now anyway!) At Reading, after getting lost, I eventually found platform 12B. I received a message from Fishquinn saying he was HST bashing and was on a pair I’d just seen leave towards London! He said he thought he’d seen me, but discounted it because of the location. I boarded winner 165108 to Pangbourne, alighting for a short fester about 8 minutes later.
After picking up a couple of GWR’s amazing Network maps, I boarded winner 165111 back to Tilehurst. I literally only had time to cross the bridge and board winner (it’s not obvious I’d only had 2 GWR shacks before today is it...) 166215 through to Cholsey. I had about 25 minutes here, so I borrowed some electricity and ate lunch, much enjoying HST thrash every few minutes! Ham and cheese sandwich devoured, it was time to board winner 165107 back one shack to Goring & Streatley. As I alighted the train, I noticed £1 credit in the vending machine. Drink for 70p, yes please! I put a new £1 coin into the machine which it rejected. Somehow, the change slot was jammed and I was unable to retrieve my money! I phoned the company, where an voicemail facility told me customer services was closed, but I could email-so I spent much of the fester doing exactly that. 165112 soon arrived to take me to Didcot Vegway, where I had a 30 minute fester. 43188 (The Welshman) was observed departing for London Paddington. I had hoped to see 43002 at some point, but it was on the charity tour to Minehead so it was not to be. Ah well. I noticed a sign for a Spar next to the ticket office, so I headed for that. And walked straight out again when I saw how chingy the drinks were!
The ticket didn’t work the barrier, and the gateline attendant couldn’t resist making a comment about the fact I’d bought it so far out of area! I was let through with no problem however-I seem to recall reading on here of a GWR RPI trying to PF someone because their ranger was issued far out of area? I boarded winner 165102, taking an ex First Class seat for the journey to Radley. After a 16 minute fester I reboarded fresh dud 165112 to winner shack Culham. A couple of normals followed me over to the other side for a 7 minute fester. They’d just missed the Oxford train, and Radley is only served once per hour, so it was quicker to change at Culham.
Arriving at Oxford, I was unsure what to do. I only needed Appleford and the shacks between Banbury and Oxford now. I settled on the shacks requiring fairly lengthy festers while the sun was out, and after a supply raid, boarded fresh dud 165121 to Heyford. I had an hour fester here, which was mainly spent doing mileage and on the phone to one of my mates asking what time my train from the bat cave was. 165121 returned and I had an urgently needed PNB before alighting at Tackley, the final required shack of the day. A 45 minute fester was had here before taking 165121 back to Banbury.
The PiS on the Brum bound platform had malfunctioned as it continued to show the 18:37 Snow Hill train, 15 minutes after it had departed, and until arrival of the 18:57 Manchester Piccadilly service. I was going to Manchester, but couldn’t go via Stoke due to the dodgy ticket I was using. I stayed on dud 220033 through to Stafford, which was actually very pleasant! It wasn’t busy at all and I had a pair of airline seats to myself all the way. The TM didn’t grace me with his (until New Street) or her (afterwards) presence at all, so I never got gripped (phew!). My phone also went from 4% to 78%, which was greatly appreciated!
I had a 25 minute fester here until taking a completely empty Coach U on dud 390132 to Crewe where the train terminated. I was the only person to board at Stafford too! The TM never came gripping either, thankfully.
I quickly crossed the bridge at Crewe and hopped on board (VTEC joke) dud 390013 towards Manchester. There was a very strong smell of alcohol coming out of the carriage-turns out it was from a birthday party in the middle of the train, who I ended up sat across the aisle from. I bailed at Stockport, without a grip, in the hope of a winner to Piccadilly. I wasn’t there for long until winner 221127 pulled in... I had to seriously think about whether I wanted to take it or not, but I chose to board. Arriving at Piccadilly at 22:02, I hurried over to platform 14, noting the Northern TVM on the footbridge was out of service, so I was unable to buy a ticket to Birchwood without delaying my journey an hour. High mileage dud 185141 pulled in to take me the 13 miles back to Birchwood. The service was actually on time and I didn’t get gripped. Birchwood ticket office was shut at that time too...
It then occurred to me that I could have easily (and legitimately) travelled back from Tackley ticketless... it’s an unstaffed station, I never got gripped on any train I used and would have had to delay my journey at an intermediate station to get a ticket (unless the TVMs at Stafford sell tickets from other stations?)
Overall, despite the high vomiter mileage, a great day with 12 shacks scored in an area of the country I’ve never really bashed before!
Winner shacks:12
Winner units:10