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July 02 Thoughts....Thought One:
Why does re-opening formations abandoned in the 1960s suddenly make sense during a recession, but not during an economic boom? Could this be part of a brave effort to create a stronger brighter Britain ready to face the coming global economic recovery?
Or is it just a load of bollocks designed to help us all forget facts like:
Thought Two:
Which genius decided that plasticine would be a good substance to assemble 455 brakes from?
Thought Three:
How does South Eastern trains have the unmitigated gall to trumpet the start of their High Speed Service to St Pancras, while and at the same time slowing down the direct services to and from Charing Cross, Victoria and Cannon Street? Is it just me, or is this the biggest load of double-think scheming bollocks? Or do I sense the dead hand of the DfT behind this?
Nope - I was right; it's just bollocks...
Thought Four:
When is the Fact Compiler going to get properly angry again? I miss the carefully targeted ranting...
Thought Five:
Micheal Jackson - should we blame it on a heart attack? Personally I do blame a heart attack. After all I don't blame it on the sunshine, I don't blame it on the moonlight, I don't blame it on the good time and I don't blame it on the Boogie....
Thought Six:
The Brighton Belle. It's a nice idea, innit?
That's it - nearly time for lard-arsed trainees to turn in. But before I go, further congratulations are due:
Driver J. North, Wimbledon Park.
Nicely done, Jim.
05:02 on tomorrow morning, folks. So it's off to slowly poach in bed for me...
July 01 Fireworks, Western-style.What price a wheel slip light on the console?
For the benefit of nervous P-Way types who are joining us from Railway Eye, I should tell you that according to sources no rails were hurt during the filming of this video.
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June 25 A Little Show of PrideIn addition to an absence from the Blog-o-sphere owing to banging my head against the Network Rail Modular Rule Book, and of course the odd bit of train driving (65mph on a 455 whilst singing the Monty Python Accountants Song - why did I get the two DIs at Wimbledon who could be confidently expected to indulge my sense of humour? Am I that easy to read?) I'm now off to Glastonbury for the festival that takes place therein. Marvellous. But before I go, I wanted to give you a little explanation as to the latest additions to the picture gallery.
As you'll see, it contains two pictures, both of which involve a little yellow badge. The badge has the letters "WD" on it. WD is the old NSE depot code for Wimbledon. One of our drivers had a batch made, purely for Wimbledon staff and out of his own money; don't get me wrong, he's selling them on, but he's not making money out of it. I just thought I would share this with you because it proves something that I've mentioned from time to time on this blog; people are happy to work at Wimbledon Park.
And it's a pleasure I'm fortunate to share in. Keep an eye out for the badges, folks. They are worn with pride.
Now, I'm off to Somerset to get rained on....
Peace, y'all!! June 22 Part God-Knows-What in the Potter Guide to the Easy Life...This latest piece of advice has been sent to me via email from Leeds United Football Club (honestly). I believe it will of invaluable use this weekend when I sally forth to the Glastonbury Festival for my brothers Stag weekend. Whilst I would love to stay and write lots of pithy and fun stuff about choo-choos, I will leave you with this. Oh, and with the news that I dealt with my first proper incident last night - question; when they train you, why is there not a module entitled "What to do when a drunken and probably high example of South-West London pondlife starts threatening people with a Hammer?"
Anyhow, anon!
THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Innovative 2. Preliminary 3. Proliferation 4. Cinnamon THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Specificity 2. Anti-constitutionalistically 3. Passive-aggressive disorder 4. Transubstantiate THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. No thanks, I'm married. 2. Nope, no more booze for me! 3. Sorry, but you're not really my type. 4. No thanks, I've never liked kebabs. 5. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight? 6. Oh, I couldn't! No one wants to hear me sing karaoke. 7. I'm not interested in fighting you. 8. Thank you, but I won't make any attempt to dance, I have no coordination. I'd hate to look like a fool. 9. Where is the nearest bathroom? I refuse to pee in this car park or on the side of the road. 10. I must be going home now, as I have to work in the morning. Although I didn't realise until 5 minutes ago that it had disappeared in the first place, it's the Potters Webpage Guestbook Widget. Please use it or I'll end up forgetting about it all over again....
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