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Discussion in 'Railway History & Nostalgia' started by DarloRich, 11 Aug 2017.
I used to do the same with my Honda C50 when I was a student......(also late 70s)
the alternative would have been to ride it Lancaster to Yeovil, hate to think how long that would have taken
I remember my cousin Ian riding his C50 from Nottingham down to Cornwall in the early 80s on the Fosse Way. He was a big guy too (a truck driver by day and a nightclub bouncer by night) .
It started playing up on the way back from Lands End and he managed to coax it back to Penzance station where the staff helpfully let him stow it in the guards van to Exeter.
Once there he made it to ours and tinkered with it for a weekend before getting a truck driver friend of his to take them back up to Nottingham a week later.
He was back riding it again in a couple of weeks.
So I'd be fine taking say a bedside table onboard?
Hmmm.... traveling back from Inverness on the Sleeper in 2015, my bike shared the guards van with boxes of langoustines headed for London restaurants!
A friend told me that he could not buy langoustines in a fishing port in Scotland because they came straight off the boats and straight onto lorries to Spain.
did he try asking for scampi?
There is a film clip from the inauguration of the Kent Coast electrification where a buffet steward can be seen serving at-seat, as well as at the counter, on a 4-BEP unit at www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Y7l9oZTWJE
The floor of the carriage being so liberally sprinkled with the clippings from tickets that it looked like a wedding had taken place.
Blue seat reservation tickets.
Mk2 carriages with manual sliding vestibule doors. Still the nicest ambience I have ever experienced (last time was York - Bristol early 2000's, a very pleasant surprise to see that waiting at the platform).
Electric trucks scooting around the platforms towing cages of parcels behind them.
Proper restaurant cars.
If you can get it onboard you can take it. This brought to mind something that happened on the Glasgow North Electrics last year - two guys turned up at Jordanhill station with a large wardrobe which was apparently full of all their belongings because they were moving house. The driver of the Dumbarton bound train they intended to board tried to stop them getting on but they were adamant and proceeded to load it onto the train. They should have listened to the driver, unfortunately for them they had to get back off again less than 5 minutes later because the train had developed a fault and was being terminated at Garscadden (the next station but one) in order to run it off empty to the depot!
A Railway that was run as a public service, lived within its means, rarely used Bustitution, could manage to deal with snow, wind/rain and was a place that felt like it was going places under the Sector Management of late 1980's early 1990's.
Do you want a damp cloth for those rose tinted spectacles that you seem to be wearing.
"Lived within it's means". It was a nationalised industry with the hand of the treasury continuously hovering.
"rarely used bustitution". Obviously I travelled on several of those rare days as I have many memories of a bus service in lieu of a train.
"could mange with snow, wind/rain". The only difference was that the disruption was shorter as staff would clear the mess up quicker.
Also in heavy snow, it was a lot easier to loco drag a slam door unit, as happened on the Southern without fear of doors ceasing up.
Here in Northern land you don't see many of them on the railway nowadays, especially in places like Blackpool or Windermere
That's suprising. Though my parents did apparently take a Habbitat sofa on bus from Glasgow to Kilmarnock so hey ho
well this guy tried to take a horse onboard
later he took it inside a pub and to the local hospital
Big long red and white tickets with the variable details filled in in purple print.
DMUs accelerating away from stations in first gear, suddenly making a loud blattering noise and chucking out thick columns of clag as they passed through a rev range which coincided with an exhaust system resonance.
Station and train buffets with a selection of sandwiches that someone had been doing the Monty Python spam sketch thing on, only with tomatoes instead of spam. However many different fillings there were they were all "...and tomato". Didn't always happen, but was a massive pain when it did, because tomatoes make me puke and it doesn't even help to pick them out because they leave vile-tasting slime behind all over the rest of the filling.
Motorail trains running through stations on the WCML with all the protective mats over the windscreens flipped up in the air like the peaks of caps, due to them only having two tie-down points, one in the middle of each short side, so the airflow of the moving train got underneath the bottom edge and lifted them up, and they would then stick like that for the rest of the journey. (Beats me why they didn't use four tie-down points, one in each corner, like everyone else's version of a windscreen-protecting mat does.)
Shrub Hill having a Motorail dock; Shrub Hill also still having a Motorail mat, absolutely filthy, hanging around as a gash kneeling mat, years after the dock had closed.
Also anything else connected with Motorail.
Ron Hash for Cash advertising on the wall of Shrub Hill toilet.
The blinds in DMU cabs having a little hole in the driver's side blind at eye height so that on late-night services he could twist round in his seat and peer through it at passengers getting off with each other on the front seat.
FAR AWAY IS CLOSE AT HAND IN MESSAGES FROM ELSEWHERE being displayed properly before they knocked the wall down.
The clattering of hundreds of departure boards changing simultaneously at a large terminus station.
The one from Brighton has been preserved by the Network SouthEast Railway Society
Well my dad, saw plenty of HSTs on the GWR in their first livery, class 50s, class 47s, even a few class 52s.
Getting cluttered with trivia i thought we should have a new thread about memories of travelling with BR and things we saw then that we don't see now.
I will start with one: No journey was complete without a gang of jocks seeing how much export/best they could drink between London & Scotland ( WCML seemed bad for it!) . Some of the empty can piles resembled modern art!
(BTW when i was a kid i thought you only got four types of beer: McEwans/Broon/Vaux/Exhibition)
You don't see that these days
Travelling south from Glasgow Central in the Winter of 1979 , having done a special management trainee project in the Scottish Region - 87 up front and travelling steerage we had a jovial husband , wife and 2 kids opposite who were enroute to Gatwick. The parents consumed a heroic amount of canned lager (remember the sexist Tennants cans with pictures of young ladies on them) , the kids had Irn Bru and a wide range of snacks - they must have gone through about 20 cans and a bottle of Scotch.
They (the parents) were unable to stand up at Euston , so we got the Platform Supervisor to attend (he was really grateful for that) - never have I seen so many cans put away on a 5 hour journey. I hope they got to where they were going.
Remember it well ..was it not "Images from elsewhere" - the media certainly picked it up a few times ....
The following morning's newspapers on sale at London terminals in time for the last few trains of the night.
And at Embankment Station (LT) , so on a good Saturday nights boozing , you could get the 0002 Sunday am train , with Sundays papers to hand. (Waterloo - Wimbedon , 4 VEP) , saved getting up till whenever next day.
On the railway bridge across the North Circular Road at Stonebridge Park. Written in big letters right across the bridge "M KHAN IS BENT OK"
For those of a certain age, found on the Commercial Road in Limehouse in the 70's.
His campaigners certainly annoyed a lot of people in the sporting community. Sham 69 even sang about him.
Blimey, something even I remember! Used to get them from the small newsagents on the forecourt outside Victoria station whenever I'd been up in London for a gig. Was good, gave me a different crossword to do on the train home than on the way in!
Talking of late night trains reminds me of my misspent youth catching the 0010 from Euston to Birmingham. Haven't been able to do that for many years, even if I felt capable of doing so.
Mine was free! To stop pilferage the papers used to supply so many free “voucher” stamped copies, which got distributed to the staff. When I worked at the Cross for the Depot Manager in the north end of West Side, the TCS would make sure everyone (from the Guvnor right down to a newcomer like me) had their chosen paper on their desk in the morning.
A few years later, when on nights with the C&W or the ODM, I used to take a break by sitting at the top of the wooden stairs in the parcels yard, watching the newspaper vans from Fleet Street arrive on their allotted pitch and the lines of the low blue four wheel wooden barrows being loaded before one of the station tractors (Reliance Mercury TE 5020 to 5026) hooked up and snaked them away to the platforms for loading onto the overnights or the few dedicated paper trains which used to bundle mixes on the move for individual newsagents.
Whilst I was sitting there drinking my coffee out my thermos, it always amused me to see all the staff (active and retired) who lived locally in the flats come down to collect their free paper, part of the voucher allocation, naturally! One old timer used to fold his copy up and give it to his dog to carry it back to his gaff in Culross Buildings - you can have up to 100 channels on your TV these days but nothing on them can match some of the things you get to see working on the railway!