Thursday, May 02, 2024
What does the National Rail symbol on the tube map mean?
Obviously it means 'National Rail interchange', it says so in the key.
But what does 'National Rail interchange' actually mean?
I ask because several stations with a National Rail service don't have the symbol, for example here in the northwest corner of the map.
Crossrail's fine. Reading, Twyford and Maidenhead are also served by GWR and Taplow isn't.
The Central line's fine. West Ruislip and South Ruislip are also served by Chiltern and the other stations aren't.
But the Metropolitan line's not fine. Five of its stations are served by Chiltern but only three have symbols.
What's going on?
The two symbol-less Metropolitan line stations are Rickmansworth and Chorleywood. Both have a half-hourly Chiltern service from trains operating between Marylebone and Aylesbury but there's no symbol. All the trains that stop at Chalfont & Latimer also stop at Chorleywood, and yet one has a symbol and the other doesn't. Outside the peaks Rickmansworth gets exactly the same number of trains as Amersham and Harrow on the Hill, and yet it's symbol-free and they're not. Why might this be?
This Metropolitan omission is nothing new, it's been the case on tube maps since the British Rail symbol was first introduced in 1970. This is a longstanding designation, nothing the map's latest designers have introduced. But it's still the case that three places where you can change trains have a symbol and two don't.
n.b. Back in 1970 Moor Park also had the symbol because BR trains stopped there too, but when the stop was withdrawn in 1993 the symbol was removed.
Rather than assume that someone has made a mistake, I prefer to think there's a rule in play which I haven't fully figured out. Maybe Rickmansworth and Chorleywood don't have a symbol because they're deemed less important. Maybe Rickmansworth and Chorleywood don't have a symbol because they're neither an interchange nor a terminus. Maybe Chalfont & Latimer does have a symbol because it's where trains to Chesham diverge. Maybe xxxxxxxxxxxx (I don't know, I'm not sure what the rule is, hence my mystification).
So I've scoured the map for other places where red-symbol-less-ness also happens.
If we can somehow spot a pattern, maybe it'll tell us what the rule is.
And I think I've found 26 more discrepancies.
Only three of these are on the tube and they're the three stations at Heathrow. All three are additionally served by the Heathrow Express, indeed they share the same Crossrail platforms, but they don't have NR symbols. Maybe TfL are just trying to keep quiet about their greatest competitors.
Only four are on the Overground.
• Imperial Wharf is served by Southern but doesn't have a symbol, whereas just up the line Kensington (Olympia) and Shepherd's Bush do.
• Brockley, Honor Oak Park and Forest Hill don't have symbols, despite being served by Southern trains to Victoria, but Sydenham does.
n.b. Technically the Overground and Crossrail are National Rail services but the map doesn't have red symbols for those interchanges because that would be silly.
All the other discrepancies are on Thameslink.
Here are ten of them.
The tube map has shown Thameslink services to Rainham, Sevenoaks and Orpington since 2020. Every station where Thameslink stops Southeastern do too, but for some reason only some have red symbols. Maze Hill and Westcombe Park don't, Woolwich Arsenal does. Plumstead doesn't, Abbey Wood does. Bellingham, Beckenham Hill and Ravensbourne don't but Shortlands does. Busy important Bromley South somehow doesn't but little Bickley does. Petts Wood doesn't, St Mary Cray doesn't and Swanley doesn't, even though it's the last station shown.
If the intention was to show National Rail connections all 17 of these Thameslink stations would have symbols, but instead only seven do. The map's designers must have applied a rule but I'm not sure what it is. My best guess is that it's something to do with where lines join or diverge, but even that doesn't match what's on the map.
The other symbol-less Thameslink stations on the tube map are as follows...
• At Oakleigh Park it's possible to change between Thameslink and Great Northern in the peaks, just as it is at New Barnet and New Southgate either side, but they have NR symbols and Oakleigh Park doesn't.
• City Thameslink is served by the same National Rail trains as Farringdon, but it doesn't have a symbol whereas Farringdon does.
• Loughborough Junction gets peak time Southeastern services but it doesn't have a symbol.
• Mitcham Junction, Hackbridge and Carshalton don't have symbols, despite being served by Southern trains, but Mitcham Eastfields and Sutton to either side do.
• Coulsdon South is symbol-free even though you can change to Southern services there.
• Deptford doesn't get a symbol but the next stop Greenwich does.
• Crofton Park hasn't got a symbol but Nunhead and Catford either side do.
Altogether I've identified 28 stations on the tube map which have a National Rail service but no symbol. And it seems these discrepancies got a lot more plentiful when Thameslink was added to the map, or at least more inconsistent, or more precisely seemingly inconsistent because somebody's applying a rule I don't fully understand.
Which begs the question are there any National Rail symbols on the tube map that shouldn't be there, and I think the answer is yes.
Seven Sisters is a real peculiarity. It has a symbol because it's served by Greater Anglia trains but they're exceptionally rare and only stop at the station before 6am or after midnight. Anyone using the tube map to plan their journey would find the symbol at Seven Sisters wildly unhelpful because it's untrue almost all of the time, but technically correct.
n.b. Edmonton Green was also served by rare Greater Anglia trains but they ceased last year, so on the latest version of the tube map Edmonton Green is now symbol-free.
One National Rail symbol that shouldn't be there, I'd argue, is Kentish Town. Yes you can change from the tube to a train, or at least you can normally, but it's a Thameslink train and that's shown as an interchange on the map already. The red symbol made sense until 2020 but now it's no longer needed. One less bit of clutter on the map would be nice.
And another superfluous symbol is at Farringdon. It's only served by Crossrail and Thameslink, railwise, but both of these are shown on the map and you can't change onto any other National Rail service here.
No NR symbol: Chorleywood, Rickmansworth, Heathrow T2&3, Heathrow T4, Heathrow T5, Imperial Wharf, Brockley, Honor Oak Park, Forest Hill, Oakleigh Park, City Thameslink, Loughborough Junction, Mitcham Junction, Hackbridge, Carshalton, Coulsdon South, Deptford, Maze Hill, Westcombe Park, Plumstead, Crofton Park, Bellingham, Beckenham Hill, Ravensbourne, Bromley South, Petts Wood, St Mary Cray, Swanley
Superfluous NR symbol: Kentish Town, Farringdon
I'm not suggesting that all these unmarked stations get additional symbols, heaven forbid, because the last thing the tube map needs is a virulent outbreak of double-arrow measles in the bottom right-hand corner. It's over-overcrowded enough as it is. But I would love to know what the rule is which explains why some National Rail interchanges get a symbol and some don't, because at the moment it all looks utterly mysteriously inconsistent.
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Wednesday, May 01, 2024
London's Monopoly Streets
NORTHUMBER
LAND AVENUE
£160
NORTHUMBERLAND AVENUE
Colour group: pink
Purchase price: £160
Rent: £12
Length: 300m
Borough: Westminster
Postcode: SW1
Northumberland Avenue is a young street by central London standards, and a grand one at that. Like the rest of the pinks it starts at Trafalgar Square and in this case cuts down to the Victoria Embankment, pretty much direct. It's also the shortest street I've had to write about so far, being fully walkable in under five minutes, and more somewhere tourists stay than Londoners go. Pleasingly for Monopoly-based reportage it starts with a house and ends with a hotel, although the house is no longer there and I had to go to my doctor's surgery to see a bit of it.
Prior to the 1870s Northumberland Avenue did not exist. Yards on the banks of the Thames weren't generally somewhere West Enders needed to go, not until the Victoria Embankment was built and a connection was suddenly necessary. The Metropolitan Board of Works bought up all the properties on the site and completely redeveloped the area, their intention being that the new avenue would mostly be used to accommodate hotels. A planning rule at the time was that hotels couldn't be taller than the width of the road they were on, hence Northumberland Avenue is a pleasingly broad thoroughfare (with plenty of room for two rows of plane trees). And the biggest building they had to knock down to build it was this...
House: Northumberland House
The south side of the Strand was once home to several very posh mansions, as befits the waterfront district connecting Westminster to the City of London. The closest mansion to Charing Cross was built by the Earl of Northampton in 1605, being approximately 50m square plus a garden which stretched back almost to the river. In the 1640s it was sold to the Earl of Northumberland as part of a marriage deal, hence its name, and the exceptionally rich Percy family continued to make this mini-palace their central London home. By the late 19th century it had a bolder frontage, 150 rooms and a dazzling central staircase but it was also in the way of development plans so the 7th Duke reluctantly sold up, ultimately persuaded by fire damage and a £500,000 sweetener. In 1874 the whole lot was demolished.
The building that replaced Northumberland House, on a very different footprint, was the swooshy Italianate Grand Hotel. It didn't weather well so was replaced in the 1980s by the very similar-looking Grand Buildings which you may know as the home of the Waterstones bookshop with the big basement. Meanwhile the Percy family retreated to their other London home at Syon Park, another whopping riverside mansion, and took with them the leonine statue which had once stood atop Northumberland House. This lion has a hilariously straight tail, although if you head down to Brentford it's extremely hard to see it on the roof behind the crenellations so you're better off laughing at the replica on the gate facing London Road.
The only other NH survivor was an intricate stone arch which was originally part of the house's inner north courtyard. It was bought as a decorative feature by the owner of the Tudor House in Bromley-by-Bow, George Rutty, who later sold off his grounds to the LCC for conversion to a public garden. In 1998 the arch was moved again to form the entrance to the Bromley-by-Bow Centre, a pioneering multi-service community hub which just happens to be my doctor's surgery. It looks magnificent at the moment dripping with wisteria, and was recently scrubbed up by the Heritage of London Trust so the intricate stonework merits proper scrutiny too. I don't know where you go to get your prescriptions and your blood pressure checked, but I pass through a 250 year-old arch with a Monopoly board connection.
We should get back to Northumberland Avenue.
It no longer starts as grandly as it once did, now with a Tesco Express and a boarded up door on one side and a Prezzo on the other. But the avenue's high facades are still genuinely imposing, the plane trees soften the vista considerably and all this might just take your eye off the queue of traffic streaming up the street. This is a favourite cut-through for taxis, a regular haunt of private coaches and the location of the bus stands for routes 15 and 91. The breadth of the street allows plenty of room to stable hire bikes, particularly at the lower end, and inbetween are occasional stone benches cunningly designed so that anyone who tries sleeping on them will roll off. It's not really somewhere to linger, more to stay.
Hotel: Corinthia Hotel
The biggest surviving hotel is the Corinthia, a wedge-shaped behemoth at the Embankment end which started out as the Metropole in 1885 with an eye to accommodating wealthy socialites and colonial visitors. The government requisitioned it during both World Wars, hanging on after the Second so it could continue to be used by the Ministry of Defence. In its time was a royal playground, a cabaret venue, a shady office block and the first home of the Special Operations Executive. Foreign investors took back the building in 2007, adding blingy chandeliers and hotel rooms that start at 'Superior' and rise to a penthouse with a private roof terrace and a personal butler. The cheapest way in is the via one of their restaurants, although the meat courses at The Northall start at £42 so you might be better off in Kerridge's Bar and Grill with a plate of £32 fish and chips.
The two foreign countries with a foothold on Northumberland Avenue are Nigeria and South Korea. Nigeria House is at number 9, a corner site fronted in Portland stone with consular services inside and tourism adverts flashing in the windows. Across the road is the rather more welcoming Korean Cultural Centre with its library, performance space, art gallery and studio for hire. Kimchi aficionados should note that Korean Cuisine Month has just started, although be aware that today is Labor Day so KCC is closed until tomorrow. I don't think the Thai Square Spa at number 25 has any diplomatic connections, although they will give your feet a half-hour massage if you have £60 to burn.
The only top drawer attraction on the street is the Playhouse Theatre, where Alec Guinness made his stage debut and the BBC once recorded The Goon Show, and which is currently all dressed up as the Kit Kat Club for a long running in-the-round performance of Cabaret. Look out for the rush-hour-only entrance to Charing Cross station nextdoor and also the entrance to gloomy Embankment Place passing underneath the platforms. Out-of-towner pub The Sherlock Holmes is officially on Northumberland Street so I'm disregarding that. But Northumberland Avenue's still really all about the hotels, and catering to people who might be staying in those hotels, simultaneously bang in the middle of things and somehow off the beaten track.
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Tuesday, April 30, 2024
30 unblogged things I did in April
Mon 1: Three highlights of a day spent at my Dad's in Norfolk: i) going to the local art exhibition and having tea and cake with a sheep farmer. ii) watching a wren repeatedly bringing nest material into the birdbox beside my bedroom window. iii) eating the roast lamb ready meal my Dad inherited from the freezer of a recently deceased villager.
Tue 2: Passed a colourful reader of this blog while exiting a DLR station, but I didn't stop to say hello because I've only met them once and they looked like they'd had a tough day at the office.
Wed 3: Supermarket update: My local Tesco has introduced video screens at the self-checkouts to confirm they're filming you for security purposes. It's very uncomfortable watching yourself failing to scan a pack of crumpets. According to the nice ladies who no longer operate the tills, a bigger problem is undesirables running straight out.
Thu 4: At the Grand Union development in Alperton they've attempted 'placemaking' by berthing a narrowboat and turning it into a cafe that sells coffee and crepes, but the dock is entirely sealed off from the canal so more like a small pond, and it looks mighty stupid.
Fri 5: I had a dream in which it felt very convincingly like one of my teeth had come loose. I woke up very startled and frantically checked and thankfully nothing was amiss, but sheesh my subconscious is evil sometimes.
Sat 6: The young ticket seller at the station was very willing but had obviously never heard of a Gold Card before and I had to show him on my phone browser that he really could issue me a ticket for £8.60. Once on the train I noticed he'd actually sold me a Network Card discount, but thankfully no ticket inspectors intervened.
Sun 7: This afternoon the walkway by the Old Royal Naval College in Greenwich was being washed by high spring tides, with tourists blithely setting off down the path then having to jump up onto the railings as the Thames soaked their shoes. All the fun of an urban assault course, but best watched from a safe distance.
Mon 8: Arrived at Tottenham Hale station to find a dozen emergency vehicles in the bus station watching a barely-clad woman dancing and gesturing from the top of the adjacent lift shaft. Officers tried climbing through a skylight but she ran away to the other side of the station and dodged them all. An impressively useless deployment of resources.
Tue 9: Hammersmith Bridge is finally getting a proper cycle lane restored, for which read a temporary grey stripe across the unrepaired surface of the bridge, which feels like a tiny advance after five years of severance but also a positive step forward.
Wed 10: You can tell it's Eid round my way because many people are dressed in their finest clothes, not necessarily appropriate for the weather, and heading off to celebrations at the mosque. Eid will be retreating through March and February over the next few years so thermal underwear may become more appropriate.
Thu 11: Walking through Sewardstone, which is famously the only place outside London to lie within the London postal district, I spotted an E4 street sign on a newbuild close and took a quick photo. Ten seconds later a man walked up his garden path and asked why I'd taken his photo. Some people don't like having their photo taken, he said, it's not polite, what did I think I was doing? I explained I was taking a photo of the streetsign and his house just happened to be in the background, but this didn't appease him and his arguing got more intense. It's not right, it's a privacy thing, it's his house, how dare I? I apologised and said I'd go back and take the photo again, but this just annoyed him more, to the point where his furious rant now included several swear words and references to parts of the female body. I checked my original photo later and his face had filled barely 100 pixels of the image so was entirely unidentifiable, but let me assure you that the photo above is my second attempt which he's definitely not in.
Fri 12: Went for a highly unusual bus ride on the 466 which is being diverted because of sewage repairs in Coulsdon. We headed south all the way to the start of the M23, then turned off up a blossomy country lane with views across the North Downs, eventually reaching the proper terminus at Caterham-on-the-Hill. First time the village of Chaldon has seen a red bus in yonks. Thanks for the tip-off Keith.
Sat 13: While I was waiting for a hail and ride bus in Monken Hadley I unpeeled a transphobic sticker from the timetable panel, because nobody deserves to read that bolx.
Sun 14: In previous years I've walked through the Isabella Plantation in Richmond Park either a couple of weeks before the azaleas peak or a couple of weeks after, but this year I think I got it spot on and my word they were ubiquitously stunning.
Mon 15: Even my Dad's succumbed and bought an air fryer. I'm unconvinced, mainly because I don't have the kitchen worktop space but also because Jamie Oliver's new series tonight left me cold.
Tue 16: Only in the outer suburbs of Havering would you find a house with a chequerboard garden, fake half-timbering, the statues of two chained dogs either side of the porch and Elvis strumming on a guitar in front of the living room window.
Wed 17: If you don't have photo ID you only have a week left to apply for a Voter Authority Certificate (and I don't know why I'm telling you this now a week after the deadline, other than to shake a fist at the bastards in the government for introducing it).
Thu 18: The Apprentice final ticked all the right boxes, but they really ought to filter out the candidates with the rubbish business plans at the beginning rather than keeping them in the process until almost the end.
Fri 19: Published almost-posthumously, Bryant and May's Peculiar London by Christopher Fowler is a quirky and surprisingly in-depth ramble through the history and folklore of the capital, as narrated by the offbeat characters of his excellent series of detective novels. If you're not familiar it might grate but I learned loads from reading it.
Sat 20: The wisteria at Strand-on-the-Green is very lovely at the moment (other prime pink locations are available).
Sun 21: I walked the last couple of miles of the London Marathon from the Tower to Westminster, but while they were tying the banners to the railings and setting up the charity hubs and piling up pallets of the sponsor's bottled drink and testing the DJ truck and parking the ice cream vans so all a bit premature, although David Weir did eventually wheel by.
Mon 22: Susan Hall's manifesto has finally appeared, ten days before the election. She lost me straight away by claiming to be "the candidate who listens" because she certainly hasn't been listening to me, but this kind of populism always resonates with the core vote.
Tue 23: Failed to spot in advance that today was the 100th anniversary of the opening of the British Empire Exhibition, otherwise you'd probably have read a blogpost looking back nostalgically at how cultured Wembley used to be and comparing that to the depressing stackyflats neighbourhood that's taken its place. Boxpark is a poor replacement for the Palace of Industry. "Play. Shop. Savour. Relax." Sheesh.
Wed 24: Spotted the lovely Su Pollard at Angel station. So did the gateline staff and she happily stopped for a chat and a photo. You couldn't really miss her in that coat and head-dress.
Thu 25: Over 1400 people have watched my Big London Airports Race video on YouTube, apparently for an average of one minute and two seconds each. I'd like to apologise to the 41 people who were shown my video as part of the recommendations algorithm, as opposed to clicking on it knowingly.
Fri 26: The Barbican has been wrapped up in hibiscus purple sheeting for artistic reasons, and is definitely best viewed when the sun comes out.
Sat 27: Anne Ward has a new book out, I❤️EK, which features 60 colour photos taken over the last 20 years in East Kilbride, Scotland's first new town. If understated urban excellence and throwback retail detail are your thing, you should at least be following her on Instagram.
Sun 28: If you write to the nice man on the radio often enough, eventually he'll do a dedication for your special day.
Mon 29: A neighbour who's moved out keeps getting subscription books delivered, so I thought I'd send the envelopes back with a 'return to sender' sticker, only to find most pillarbox slots are far too narrow to cope with hardback A4. Eventually found a wider EIIR box and off they went.
Tue 30: Blimey, I just travelled three stops on the Central line with Doctor Who. She wasn't as obvious as Su Pollard, the only splashes of colour being a pink blouse and a Sainsbury's bag, but the Fugitive Doctor was always about hiding in plain sight.
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Monday, April 29, 2024
20 things we learned from TfL FoI requests in April 2024
1) The annual operating cost for the Woolwich Ferry is £8.9 million.
2) In 2021 there were 305km of bus lanes in London, up from 293km in 2011.
3) TfL spent £282,945.43 advertising this year's Fares Freeze on posters, in the press and on paid social.
4) On bus routes 366, 462, 488, 499 and U9, where one terminus is on a loop, passengers are allowed to stay aboard at no extra charge to complete their journey.
5) There are no plans to reopen the Pentonville Road entrance to King's Cross station as "the huge cost of bringing it up to standard and the additional staffing costs would not make this a viable option to consider".
6) London's most crowded bus route is the SL9, specifically around Yeading northbound between 7am and 8am on weekdays. London's most uncrowded bus routes are the 389 and 399 in Barnet.
7) Night Tube pocket Tube maps were discontinued in 2018 as part of a drive to reduce printing production costs. TfL assessed their entire suite of products and those that had the least customer value and least pick up rate were stopped.
8) The green tiles and yellow tiles at Regents and Stratford stations were not made using uranium salts, so REDACTED's autistic daughter need not worry when travelling to her hospital appointments.
9) The numbers of branded vehicles on each Superloop route are as follows: SL1 13, SL2 18, SL3 17, SL5 12, SL6 12, SL7 24, SL8 24, SL9 13, SL10 14.
10) 71,480 'Baby on Board' badges were issued in 2023. Of these 6781 were issued to someone who made a request more than once.
11) Peak demand on the Lewisham branch of the DLR is around 70% higher than on the Woolwich branch, a difference which has increased since Crossrail opened.
12) In the six weeks since the completion of the Superloop's orbital circuit, 230 contactless/Oyster cards have been used on all seven Superloop buses in the same day. Some cardholders have done this more than once.
13) 90,072 TfL staff are entitled to free travel on TfL services (28% of whom have retired).
14) The TfL station with the most accidents on escalators is London Bridge (111 accidents over the last twelve months). Paddington is the Crossrail escalator blackspot with 98.
15) TfL's most-stolen defibrillator is at Bow Road station, which was nicked on 4th April 2016, 5th September 2019 and 6th December 2019.
16) The new iBus2 On-bus system will not be implemented on TfL buses for another two years as it requires thorough testing. The main improvement for passengers will be the availability of information during disruption (e.g. diversions and curtailments).
17) At the end of last month, 1098 people were doing 'The Knowledge' training to become cabbies.
18) 214,350 Bus Saver tickets were issued in 2023 (down from a peak of 33m in 2004). Tickets come in books of six tickets and there is a minimum order of 25 books.
19) Outline plans exist to install gatelines at Cambridge Heath, London Fields, Stoke Newington, Bruce Grove and Silver Street on the Weaver Line (but these schemes are currently unfunded and not yet programmed).
20) As at 2nd March 2024, the total number of permanent staff at TfL was 25,662. All are eligible to join the TfL Pension Fund.
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In January 2020 I wrote a post listing all the places I'd bought a new Pet Shop Boys album. It started with me buying Please on cassette from Our Price in Watford High Street on 24th March 1986, and ended as follows.
Hotspot (24th January 2020)
Bought from: Sister Ray, Berwick Street, Soho. London has a dearth of record shops these days - my closest HMV is in Bromley, for heaven's sake. But having traipsed around some survivors, hurrah, Soho's long-standing independent had the new CD at the cheapest price (and were super-friendly with it). Fopp and HMV were a penny dearer at £10, while Rough Trade East wanted one pound more. Next time the Pet Shop Boys release an album, I wonder how many options will be left.
Favourite non-single: Wedding in Berlin [We're getting married because the time feels right, We're doing it without delay]
A new PSB album has just been released, amid a flood of extremely well-targeted publicity, with the actually very super title of nonetheless. I thus faced the problem I mentioned four years ago, i.e. where to buy it from, given that I still wanted a physical format rather than the ability to stream the individual tracks. I also intended to buy it in a shop, partly because I'm old school but mainly because I had no intention of paying postage and packing for something I could pick up for myself.
On the day of release I went to Rough Trade East in Shoreditch, the excellent record shop which still takes new music seriously. I'd checked online that they were selling it (yup, CD £11.99) so was confident of purchasing success. The shop looked much the same as last time I was there, except that I couldn't actually find a CD section, only racks and racks and racks of vinyl. A few of the best-selling best-promoted albums had CDs on sale below the vinyl version, including dozens of copies of the new Taylor Swift smasheroo, but nonetheless was nowhere to be seen. I could have bought the LP but I haven't had a record deck since the 1980s plus no way was I forking out £30.99 for a vinyl disc even if I had. I walked round three times, gave up and went home.
The next day I tried again, picking HMV for my purchase. I could have gone to Oxford Street, even Uxbridge, Watford, Staines or Bexleyheath, such is the marginal renaissance of this once dead business. But instead I targeted Bromley, specifically upstairs in The Glades where a proper Aladdin's cave of legacy formats lingers on. I skipped the DVD half, the vinyl bit, the book shelf, the cuddly toy wall and the t-shirt bazaar, and was reassured to find a lengthy double-sided aisle devoted to CDs. But almost all of these were back catalogue stuff, i.e. seminal classics and former favourites, many at bargain friendly prices. The 'New releases' section wasn't even a full rack, merely the very first column of a display unit, with the PSBs tucked away in the third stack down amid the M-Ps. But they did at least have a copy and it was only £10.99, so the physical purchase CD horizon hasn't yet been crossed.
UK music sales 2023I wanted a CD in a plastic cover, mainly so it sits better with the rest of my collection, but the new album only seems to come in a minimalist card sleeve - a proper compact disc. Hurrah for not wasting environmental resources and all that, but I'll have to stack it more carefully on my shelf so it doesn't get lost. I now have almost four decadesworth of PSB albums, indeed their first release of West End Girls came out 40 years ago this month (and promptly flopped). To think that when Please came out I bought it on cassette with my very first withdrawal from a cashpoint, and now even buying a CD by tapping a card is desperately behind the times. I'm very pleased that owning music remains an option, nonetheless.
Streaming: £1,866m (↑10% on 2022)
Vinyl: £177m (↑18%)
CD: £126m (↑2%)
Cassette: 136,000 units (↓30%)
nonetheless (27th April 2024)
Bought from: HMV Bromley. A bit of a treasure hunt this year, ending in the outer suburbs, but at least it was £3 cheaper than I was paying 25 years ago. A very traditional PSB album, all melodies and clever lyrics rather than ballads or bangers, and sufficiently crafted to merit multiple plays. Neil'll be 70 in a few months time and Chris somehow 65, so I wonder how many more albums they have in them.
Favourite non-single: A new bohemia [I wish I lived my life freer and easier, I need to find a new bohemia]
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Sunday, April 28, 2024
The DLR's youngest station is ten years old today.
Pudding Mill Lane opened on 28th April 2014 and remains unnecessarily enormous.
Caveat: The station which opened 10 years ago was a rebuild paid for by Crossrail, because the original sat on the precise site where purple trains needed to burst out of the earth on their way to Shenfield.
Update: Purple trains on their way to Shenfield now burst out of the earth on the site of the original station.
Clarification: The original Pudding Mill Lane station, which was piddly small, opened on 15th January 1996 and closed on 18th April 2014. [blogged] [photos]
Observation: Pudding Mill Lane was the closest station to the Olympic Park but was closed throughout the 2012 Games because it was piddly small. Its enormous replacement, which would have been exceptionally useful, opened two years afterwards. [blogged] [photos]
Backstory: This DLR line actually opened on 31st August 1987 but with no station between Bow Church and Stratford, only passive provision for a new station at Pudding Mill Lane pending future development.
Historical note: Pudding Mill Lane station is named after the windmill which stood just south of here beside the Pudding Mill River until the 1830s. The mill apparently resembled an upturned pudding, hence the name. [blogged]
Pre-historical note: The mill's actual name was St Thomas's Mill, and was first recorded in the 12th century as Fotes Mill.
Annual passenger numbers (2019): 860,000 (2nd least used DLR station)
Annual passenger numbers (2022): 2,640,000 (middling in the DLR usage list)
Architecture: The station is a large sleek glass box astride a viaduct. Nothing else on the DLR looks like it, or is as capacious as it. Its architects described it as "a simple legible building with integrated public realm which delivers a minimalist, crisply detailed architectural solution".
Platforms: Long and broad, doubling up as a viewing platform over the Olympic Park if anyone's still interested in that. Much too long for the two carriage shuttles that generally stop here.
Stairs: Massive, three flights wide, sufficient to cope with an onslaught of West Ham fans heading home after a depressing defeat. Seemingly requires multiple small red signs saying 'No skateboarding' because it's much too tempting a location for downward wheeled stuntsmanship.
Undercroft: Two ticket machines, both of which say 'This ticket machine is no longer available' on the back even though they both seem to be working again. Next train indicator which hides trains when they're a minute away. Enormous expanse of hardstanding which occasionally floods. Lifts so far from the main staircases that they have their own separate Oyster reader.
A typical Wednesday: Very quiet. Slight rush of commuters walking up from Stratford High Street. Brief onslaught of schoolkids from Bobby Moore Academy. Very quiet again. Occasional tourists pulling suitcases. Hoodied figure doing wheelies under the viaduct. Fare dodgers who intend to walk the last bit into Stratford. After-school after-work 'rush'. Return to tumbleweed existence. General feeling that the station is unnecessarily enormous.
Tumbleweed: The station was supposed to be at the heart of a significant new residential neighbourhood. Most of the industry hereabouts was demolished after we won the Olympics, and they named the new neighbourhood as long ago as 2011. And yet 12 years after the Games not a single flat has been built within the Olympic footprint, not one, and vast areas of hardstanding remain. Some flats have been built on non-Olympic land, notably by the Marshgate Lane bridge and at the far end of Cooks Lane, but even here most of the demolished zone is unapartmented. The hoardings at East Quay say 'completions from Q4 2024' although no construction has yet begun. Two liftshafts at Legacy Wharf have only just reached the second floor.
The miracle: And then Abba turned up. Producers Svana Gisla and Ludvig Andersson needed a large accessible site for their secret Swedish light show and were thrilled to find Pudding Mill Lane met their requirements (although some of their investors apparently took more convincing). The auditorium took a year to build, initially without revealing its purpose, but in May 2022 the world turned up to watch four incredibly convincing 'abbatars' performing the ultimate back catalogue amid a dazzling lightshow. They've not stopped coming since. Apparently it earns over £1½m a week. [blogged] [review]
A typical Saturday: Very quiet. A few more bored teenaged stunt cyclists than usual. Sudden arrival of provincial 60-somethings in glittery tops and swishy slacks, thinking there was some genuine need to get here early. Increasing onslaught of giggly families, spangled friends and overdressed ladies spilling across the street. Sudden quiet bit during the performance. Leery invasion by beery West Ham fans on occasional weekends. Repeated onslaught for evening performance. A few last strays hanging around outside the bar in the 'Snoozebox' container hotel.
Abbafication: The retail unit under the station, which for many years had looked absurdly optimistic, is now used by a shop selling Abba Voyage merchandise before and after shows, including £35 glam t-shirts and chequered pink and blue cardigans. The markerpen poets at @allontheboard have positioned one of their song-heavy odes between the ticket machines. The adverts on the platform are for Mamma Mia, Frozen and The Book of Mormon, because know your audience.
Looking forward: Plans for the future Pudding Mill neighbourhood were submitted in 2022, promising 948 mostly affordable homes and including at least one rather lofty landmark tower. They're not arriving any time soon, indeed completion isn't pencilled in until 2032. But the station's architects were planning ahead ten years ago because the staircases already have space inbuilt underneath in readiness for the installation of escalators. Also, and this is very clever forward thinking, "the precast brick panels that form the exterior of the station undercroft can be peeled back and replaced with an active street frontage and 1,000m2 of retail space." When thousands of people finally live here, perhaps a drycleaners, nail salon and bespoke fancy cafe will finally be needed.
And yet: The elephant in the room at Pudding Mill Lane is the Abba Arena which has been far more successful than ever imagined. When it opened it only had planning permission until 31st March 2025 meaning the building would have started to be dismantled at the end of this year. That deadline's since been extended to 2026 but the intention remains that it must disappear because the underlying plan for housing takes precedence. This prime spot by the station is needed for shops, a health centre, employment space and a community focus, even if that means sacrificing a world class tourist attraction for a pigeon-y piazza and few stacks of flats.
The future: The promoters would love Abba Voyage "to stay forever", because although the arena's technically reusable it's not economically viable to move it elsewhere, but it'd take a strategic change of heart for that to happen. The golden goose which put Pudding Mill Lane on the world map may yet fly away, replaced by an identikit neighbourhood of densely-packed housing with a station that's still unnecessarily enormous. Come back in ten more years and see how it all turns out.
posted 07:00 :
Saturday, April 27, 2024
I said I wasn't going to make a habit of this, and I'm not, but I've ticked off nine more.
This is the northwest corner of London, from South Harefield round to South Oxhey, annotated with all the places you can cross the boundary by car, train or public footpath. Away from Northwood it's surprisingly impermeable.
The black ticks are all the crossings I've crossed and my latest tranche are on the eastern side of the map between Batchworth Heath and Oxhey Woods, i.e. this bit.
What's really unusual about this stretch of the Greater London boundary is that it's defined by a two-mile long footpath threading through suburbia, and a footpath so quiet that I met absolutely nobody else along the way. Let's walk that path.
All the exits from London : Rickmansworth Road, Batchworth Heath
This is the busiest road across the boundary on my map and it's still not ridiculously busy, just the A404 winding its way to Rickmansworth past Mount Vernon Hospital and Moor Park Golf Club. Not only are there signs welcoming you to Three Rivers and Hillingdon there's a also a coal tax post, which is always a fine portent of a borderline space. I've crossed here several times before, and if you've walked London Loop section 13 you've crossed too. The footpath we seek is numbered R1 and bears off into woodland just south of the blacked-out Prince of Wales, where the exotic dancers performing yesterday afternoon were Sabrina, Sara, Nicole, Virginia and Larisa. The boundary path is forget-me-not-fringed and scattered with celandines, but also required me to dodge a decaying fox and a toppled tree so it wasn't all lovely.
All the exits from London +1: Farm Road
Farm Road is less a road and more a shabby track, once driveable, and crosses the boundary a few steps uphill on the way to Batchworth Lane. Here the footpath number increases to R2, indeed it'll be rising incrementally for the next two miles eventually peaking at R8. The next stretch is the nicest part of the walk, opening out into a clearing with bluebells and butterflies, although the line of pylons doesn't help and I fail to understand why someone had scattered 13 tube maps across one small area of undergrowth.
All the exits from London: Kewferry Road, Northwood
This is as far as London Loop 13 follows the boundary, next veering off towards hoity toity Moor Park, so I'd crossed this one before too. Check the bins to either side of the footpath to confirm that one side is in Three Rivers and the other is in Hillingdon. Kewferry Road, incidentally, is where they filmed the exterior shots for The Good Life in the 1970s with Margot & Jerry's house, then Tom & Barbara's, a few doors down on the London side. To follow the boundary proceed onto footpath R3 which runs round the back of St Martin's Junior school. Unusually the school and playing field are in London but their all-weather sports pitch is through a gate fractionally into Hertfordshire, and double unusually their nature area contains a coal tax post.
All the exits from London +1: Sandy Lodge Way
The next suburban avenue to cross the boundary is Sandy Lodge Way, a backroad linking Northwood town centre to the much bigger houses in Moor Park. Ahead we enter footpath R4 which has been made entirely inaccessible to motorcycles by the cunning method of planting a tree in the middle of the path 100 years ago.
All the exits from London: Metropolitan line
I've exited London here by train hundreds of times, but never walked this shady footbridge over the top.
All the exits from London +1: Footpath 53
On the other side of the railway is a quiet crossroads of four footpaths. Only the Hillingdon paths are fingerposted, specifically R4 (west), R5 (east) and R9 (south). To exit London take the unmarked path into the woods - a couple of steps ought to do it - which is footpath 53 to St Mary's Avenue.
All the exits from London +1: Eastbury Road
Another street of Metro-land detached houses divided by a footpath, an unseen boundary and entirely different council tax bills.
All the exits from London +1: Little Stream Close
This is an administrative curiosity, a cul-de-sac less than 100m long which starts in London and switches to Hertfordshire halfway down. The dividing line is again an age-old footpath following a former field boundary (now numbered R6). Fortunately for the binmen all the houses are at the Hertfordshire end.
All the exits from London +1: Eastbury Avenue
The suburban streets are coming thick and fast so I've been racking up the boundary crossings here. But the next stretch of footpath (R7) is a lengthier divide, squeezing between a sequence of back fences in various states of disrepair. Nobody has a back gate onto this godforsaken cut-through but several could sneak out through a tumbledown gap if required. Also this path includes the very closest point in Greater London to Northwood Headquarters, home to NATO Allied Maritime Command, so anyone standing here at the start of WW3 is likely to be the first Londoner to be vaporised.
All the exits from London +1: Mountview
Another administrative curiosity, a cul-de-sac less than 200m long which starts in London and switches to Hertfordshire halfway down with the dividing line again this age-old footpath. Its luxury houses were squeezed into a back field after the war, hence the necessary disregard for boundaries, and this time some residents live on one side and some on the other. Everyone avoids ULEZ, thankfully, but bin day for the first six houses is Monday (weekly) and for the other ten it's Tuesday (fortnightly).
All the exits from London: Watford Road
This is another main-ish road, this time connecting Northwood to South Oxhey, Bushey and Watford. It's the first time since Batchworth that Hertfordshire have bothered to erect a welcome sign, but Hillingdon never seem to miss an opportunity to remind drivers they were once the Large City Winner of Britain in Bloom. What follows is footpath R8, another weaving walk between fence panels and wire netting with occasional glimpses of inaccessible cul-de-sacs. Just as a reminder, I haven't seen a single other person on this path over the last two miles because this boundary is not a desire line.
All the exits from London: Potter Street Hill
The sequential footpath finally ends at the lofty meeting point of three very private roads, one of which leads to Pinner Hill golf course. Only the emergency services can unlock the bollards and drive across the divide. This summit is the highest point in the borough of Hillingdon, 134m above sea level, which means I've been here previously for blogging purposes otherwise you really wouldn't.
All the exits from London +2: Oxhey Woods
I decided to carry on briefly down South View Road because two footpaths bear off into Oxhey Woods (and into Hertfordshire) and I couldn't remember which one I'd done before. Now I've done them both and the bluebells were magnificent. For good measure I also crept back into London via the contractors car park at the golf club while nobody was looking, making a grand total of nine fresh crossings since today's post started.
I think my next uncrossed boundary is at Hive Road in Bushey Heath, three miles further on, then another two miles to Centennial Park. But let me reassure you I am absolutely definitely not trying to tick off every single crossing of the Greater London boundary because there are far too many of them and they're not always well defined, not to mention extraordinarily tedious for you lot.
posted 07:00 :
Friday, April 26, 2024
April 1974 wasn't all about ABBA, it was also about the Wombles.
Top 5 singles, week ending 27 April 1974As a nine year-old I was absolutely target market for the pointy-nosed Wimbledon litterpickers and contributed considerably to their collective royalties. I had all the records and most of the books and two cuddly toys and a miniature keyring and a plastic carrier bag with Orinoco on the front which I pretended was a Tidy Bag and lots of other merch. This is my Wombles table mat which came out at most mealtimes in 1974, depicting Wellington who predictably was the Womble I most identified with. My brother had an Orinoco table mat and I never ever sat in that seat.
1) Seasons In The Sun (Terry Jacks)
2) Waterloo (Abba)
3) The Cat Crept In (Mud)
4) Remember You're A Womble (Wombles)
5) Angel Face (Glitter Band)
Wombles novelsThe Wombles were the brainchild of Elisabeth Beresford, a struggling children's author until her six year-old daughter mispronounced Wimbledon Common as Wombledon Common while out for a walk, inspiring the idea of little conscientious creatures keeping the heathland tidy. In the first books, which predated the TV series, they appear on the front cover as small bearlike creatures with slightly rodentlike noses. I remember buying The Wombles as a Puffin paperback and being somewhat disappointed they didn't look proper, not like they were on the telly. Later covers went full-on for the new design.
1968: The Wombles
1970: The Wandering Wombles
1973: The Wombles at Work
1974: The Wombles to the Rescue
1976: The Wombles Go Round the World
WomblesThe Wombles are all named after geographical locations, the idea being that they picked a name from an atlas as a child. Tobermory's a town on Mull, Orinoco's a river in Venezuela, Bungo's a province in Japan, Tomsk's a city in Russia, Cholet's a commune in France and I'll not insult your intelligence by telling you where Bulgaria is. In the books Wellington is supposed to be the New Zealand city but it was really the school that Elisabeth's nephew went to. Only one of the core Wombles was female and even she was consigned to the kitchen, because this was over 50 years ago (and because feisty young Alderney was never lifted from the page to the screen). The Beresfords moved to Alderney in the mid 1970s, quite possibly off the royalties, and Elisabeth lived in on the tiny Channel Island until her death in 2010.
Core: Great Uncle Bulgaria, Tobermory, Orinoco, Bungo, Tomsk, Wellington, Madame Cholet
Also: Alderney, Miss Adelaide, Cairngorm McWomble the Terrible, Shansi, Stepney, Obidos
Occasionally: Cousin Yellowstone Boston, Cousin Botany, Great-Great-Great Uncle Hapsburg, Great Aunt Thessaly
Wombles TV seriesThe Wombles march to fame started in the last week of 1969 when the first book was selected to be read on Jackanory and proved very popular. The BBC then commissioned FilmFair to make a 30 part series for the five minute slot before the Evening News with Ivor Wood doing the animation (after he did The Herbs and before he did Paddington). I was seven when the first episode was shown, with its iconic blowy umbrella, and was immediately hooked. I was so besotted that for Christmas that year, or maybe the year after, my auntie made me a cuddly Great Uncle Bulgaria which I still have and here it is. I bet she won't have been expecting to see her masterful creation here again this morning.
1973: Series 1 (5th Feb - 2nd Mar, 18th Jun - 6th Jul) BBC1
1975: Series 2 (15th Sep - 24th Oct) BBC1
also 1997/1998/1998 ITV
Just before the evening news on BBC1 in 1974These were golden years for children's TV. I know most people think that about their childhood viewing but those are bona fide classics, each shining out from our screens in five minutes flat. Trippy Crystal Tipps, overdubbed Zebedee and Co, a herbidacious lion, silly old Hector, life aboard The Black Pig and bouncy Roobarb and Custard. The Wombles' first series was getting its second outing in 1974 because when you're little you don't mind repeats because familiar is good. We moved house in April 1974 and for the first time I had a bedroom of my own, so posters of Wellington and Madame Cholet went straight up on the wall alongside my giant map depicting all the UK's new administrative districts. All the clues were there even then.
Jan: Crystal Tipps and Alistair
Feb: Magic Roundabout
May: The Wombles
Jul: Adventures of Parsley
Aug: Hector's House
Sep: Captain Pugwash
Oct: Roobarb
Dec: Magic Roundabout
Wombles singlesThe Wombles became a musical act when Mike Batt was invited to perform the show's theme on Cilla Black's Saturday night show, and became a rock band after the single subsequently made it onto Top of the Pops. Shaggy grey costumes were hastily sewn. Mike performed as Orinoco, Chris Spedding (who'd later produce the Sex Pistols) was guitarist Wellington and Clem Cattini (ex of the Tornados) was Bungo the drummer. Now that these furry-suited personas existed the Wombles could give personal appearances and suddenly they were everywhere, indeed they somehow became the best selling artists of 1974 beating all the classic glam rock acts. The last of their four Top 10 singles was Wombling Merry Christmas, the runner-up to Mud for the festive charttopper, and Mike Batt kept 'em coming but within a year the musical bubble had burst.
Jan 1973: The Wombling Song (peaked at 4)
Mar 1974: Remember You're A Womble (3)
Jun 1974: Banana Rock (9)
Oct 1974: Minuetto Allegretto (16)
Nov 1974: Wombling Merry Christmas (2)
Apr 1975: Wombling White Tie And Tails (22)
Jul 1975: Superwomble (20)
Nov 1975: Let's Womble To The Party Tonight (34)
Wombles albumsI had all the Wombles albums, even Superwombling which was probably pushing the envelope a bit too far. The best of the four was Remember You're a Womble where Mike started experimenting with all sorts of musical styles including rock, calypso, country, boogie woogie and classical (specifically Minuetto Allegretto which I once played in front of my entire school on the violin). And these musical purchases proved important because they directly inspired my brother and I to get our own record player, a small black number which proved the entry level drug to a world of popular music. The first non-Wombles single I bought was Billy Don't Be a Hero by Paper Lace, I suspect solely because it was on Bus Stop records, which was also in the charts exactly 50 years ago. Thank you Wombles for opening my eyes to a lot more than litter.
Nov 1973: Wombling Songs (peaked at number 19)
Jul 1974: Remember You're a Womble (18)
Dec 1974: Keep On Wombling (17)
Sep 1975: Superwombling (did not chart)
Today I have been telling you about the Wombles, which is exactly what I would have been doing had we met fifty years ago because nothing changes.
posted 07:00 :
Thursday, April 25, 2024
Nobody wants to read boring old text any more, the moving image is where it's at.
So today I'm pivoting to video and bringing you my first thrilling dynamic transport content.
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For those of you without playback capability, I've included a transcript below.
Warning, spoilers!
THE BIG LONDON AIRPORTS RACE
Train versus plane - City to Heathrow
Scene - outside City Airport
DEEJ: Hi there. Welcome back to the channel and we've got a wild one for you today. What's the fastest way to get from London City Airport to Heathrow Airport. Is it the train? Or could it be flying? I know, mad right?
(cut to shot of plane taking off)
DEEJ: And to help us answer this big question I have with me the YouTube queen of all things aviation, MsJinx! Hey MJ, love your channel!
MSJINX: Yo Deej. Love your channel, love your t-shirt. Let's do this!
DEEJ: So as you can see we're both standing here outside London City Airport, one of only two commercial airports within Greater London, and what we're going to do is travel to the other one which is London Heathrow.
MSJINX: LCY to LHR! The kind of journey every AV geek and big business highflier is always making!
DEEJ: But which way is fastest? We're going to answer this question properly and forever with a RACE! I'm the trains expert so I'm going to fly between the two.
MSJINX: ...and I'm the frequent flyer so I'm taking the train. I know, mad right? And to make it fair we're not going to start the clock until his flight takes off. See you on the other side!!!
Scene - on the plane
DEEJ: I'm on the plane! It's always nice and quick at London City! But I know what you're thinking, you're thinking there aren't any direct flights from here to Heathrow and you'd be right. I can't do this in one hop. So here's the clever thing. I'm actually going to take TWO planes, one out from City and one back to Heathrow, and I'm STILL planning to get there before MsJinx.
(opens map)
DEEJ: So look, the BIG question is where do I have to fly to to get back to Heathrow in the quickest possible time? It could be Birmingham, that's only 100 miles away, but there are no flights from City Airport to Birmingham. It could be Guernsey, that's only 120 miles away, but there are no flights from Guernsey back to Heathrow. It could be Amsterdam, that's only 200 miles away, but the faff with customs and passports would slow me down so much I'd lose the race. So I'm actually flying 330 miles to Edinburgh because that's Britain's premier air connection so there are loads of planes which gives me the best chance of a quick turnaround. Wow, all the way to Scotland for the LOLs, but that's the kind of top video content which really reels in the viewers. Look, Milton Keynes!
Scene - on the DLR
MSJINX: This is going to be easy. Look, I'm at the front driving the train! Woo woo!
Scene - on the plane
DEEJ: I'm still on the plane! Turns out Edinburgh is further away than I thought and the time's really ticking away. Look, Kielder Forest!
Scene - on the Thames Clipper
MSJINX: I couldn't come all this way to London and not ride the big Uber boat so I hopped off the DLR after one stop and ran down to the pier at Royal Wharf. Only 7 minutes to wait, result! Loving the great views of the grey river!
(phone rings)
DEEJ: Yo MJ! Wow, you can ring people from the sky these days! I'm on BA1457 heading to Edinburgh and I am so going to beat you!
MSJINX: Yo Deej! Heathrow here I come!
Scene - at Edinburgh Airport
DEEJ: Well that took almost an hour and a half and there wasn't even any in-flight catering! But we're here now and I sat at the front of the plane for a quick getaway - OUT OF MY WAY! - straight out up the boarding ramp and into arrivals. HELLO SCOTLAND! My flight back leaves in forty minutes but I'm going to keep running for maximum effect.
Scene - on the cablecar
MSJINX: I couldn't come all this way to London and not ride the world famous Dangleway so I hopped off the Clipper after one pier and ran down to the terminal at North Greenwich. No queue at all, result! Loving the great views of the grey river!
Scene - at Edinburgh Airport
(running past Starbucks/flicking through the boxes of shortbread in World Duty Free/running past Brewdog/checking out the plaids in the Tartan Weaving Mill/running past Boots/downing a Becks in Wetherspoons/running past Krispy Kreme)
Scene - on the DLR
MSJINX: I've finally reached the other side of the Royal Docks and I'm back on the little automated railway. Just one stop should do it. I'm at the front driving the train again! Woo woo!
Scene - on the plane
DEEJ: Wow, look, I'm on my second plane! I haven't got a window seat this time but if I squint between that woman's laptop and that man's headphones I can see the tops of the clouds. Look, cirrocumulus!
Scene - on Crossrail
MSJINX: I switched to the purple train at Custom House, it was so easy. Now I'm whizzing under central London and wow look, there's a 4G signal down here.
(phone rings)
DEEJ: Yo MJ! How's it going? (waves stopwatch)
MSJINX: Storming it! (waves stopwatch)
Scene - on the plane
DEEJ: Well that took almost an hour and a half and there wasn't even an in-flight movie! But we're here now and I sat at the front of the plane for a quick getaway - OUT OF MY WAY! - straight out up the boarding ramp and into Heathrow proper. HELLO LONDON! All I need to do is reach Arrivals so I'm going to run for maximum effect. I need to be the winner here!
Scene - at Heathrow Airport
MSJINX: Well hello what kept you?
DEEJ: Dammit, how on earth did you get here first?
MSJINX: I've been here for two hours. Sorry but you were never going to win by taking a plane to another country and back, that's a ridiculous idea we conjured up for the purposes of a clickbait video. The quickest way from London City Airport to Heathrow is obviously by train.
DEEJ: But great content, eh?
MSJINX: Great content! Love your work Deej!
DEEJ: Love your work MsJinx! Like and subscribe!
posted 07:00 :
Wednesday, April 24, 2024
Freshwater fish quiz
Here are clues to 21 freshwater fish.
The first column are definitions, the rest are cryptic.
How many can you catch?
(quiz complete... all answers now in the comments box)
1) roost
2) plump
3) long spear
4) below tenor
5) director Ken
6) former Sussex MP
7) Surrey MP8) vehicle (quiet)
9) phone company (large)
10) 10 swiss
11) 60 secs at present
12) 500 + 1
13) 1000 in hairdressers
14) elkcits15) time thrashing
16) undo egg whisk
17) cockless insect
18) I didn't eat initially
19) rung at closing time?
20) sounds like light beam
21) bowled stack of paper
posted 17:00 :
I don't wear my mourning clothes very often, thank goodness. A freshly laundered white shirt, a black jacket unwrapped from the dry cleaners (not actually a suit but the forecast was for showers), suitably shiny shoes and a tie in my pocket in case sartorial standards require. "Don't worry on my account," he'd have said.
The crematorium is busy, but in a streamlined way which helps prevent you noticing. The day is cold but the trees are bright and the wisteria is fortuitously at its peak. At the appointed time the family arrives, one down, and the chapel fills up from the rear. The deceased beams out from the back of the order of service holding a large carp.
Sarah Brightman is faded out halfway, having already wrung out maximum emotion. The celebrant inserts all the correct names, places and dates into her meticulous eulogy. Eldest grandson's tribute is a tour de force, a very personal homage to the joy, the love and the laughs. The spaghetti bolognaise anecdote raises multiple smiles.
The video screen bursts into life to display a carefully compiled selection of family photos. Cheeky kid, young husband, busy father, proud grandparent, family man. And at the end of the sequence, with visceral impact, a brief video clip of the deceased raising a glass to the congregation as his body lies in a box a few feet to the left.
Leaving a rose on top of the coffin proves awkward for some of the shorter members of the immediate family. No rollers roll, no curtains close, not until we're all safely outside emoting amidst the floral tributes. That is a great photo, but when it was taken nobody would ever have guessed it'd be the one chosen to sum up his life.
The wake is a short drive away, although it takes a while because the black limo has to slow down to negotiate every set of speed bumps. Turn left past the bottles of ketchup to the farthest room where subsections of family and friends will assemble at atomised tables. A sea of black and white, of brooches and ties, of raised glasses.
The food arrives slowly and runs out prematurely. Stories are shared, memories are raked, the brioche burgers disappear with gusto and the mood has subtly lifted. In a way it's like any other family gathering but with one notable exception, the reality being that the composition of a family gathering has irrevocably changed.
Slowly the commemoration ebbs away, each departing party offering thanks and words of comfort before slipping out to the car park. I wasn't intending to linger with the hangers-on but they don't let you take the bus home in these parts, they offer you a lift. The tie stayed in my pocket. I don't wear my mourning clothes very often, thank goodness.
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