To And From Margate
I took these pictures on the journeys between Stratford International and Margate stations.
One thing you can say is that the Class 395 makes a good camera platform, if you get one of the tables.
It is certainly one of the more interesting train journeys out of London, with plenty to appeal to children of all ages.
Is This The Most Unwelcoming Station In The UK?
To get to Margate, I’d bought a Senior Off Peak Standard Class Ticket from Stratford International station to Margate.
As I got to the station a few minutes early, I had to wait for nearly twenty minutes on a draughty platform, with only a little sun filtering into the cutting of the station.
To make matters worse, a couple of Eurostar trains thundered through and frightened the daylights out of me!
It certainly isn’t my favourite station and next time I catch a train there, I’ll wait upstairs until the last minute. Or go from St. Pancras!
The Immaculate Lady On The Train
This morning I took the Overground to Stratford to catch the high-speed train to Margate, so I could have a look sat the town and its attractions and hopefully get some fresh air in the sun by the sea.
Opposite me, was a Chinese girl of about twenty, and a white lady of about my age. The Chinese girl appeared to be sketching something, so I stood up and asked her, saying that in all my years no-one had ever made a drawing of me. I also exchanged a few words with the other lady, who from her accent was English, or had lived here all her life.
As the girl wasn’t drawing me, I returned to my seat and carried on with my sudoku.
I then looked at the English lady, who was immaculate dressed from top to toe, in the style of someone twenty years younger, with a just-above-the-knee black skirt, black tights, a beige cashmere roll-neck jumper and short boots in a harlequin design. She’d let her hair go grey and it was held back with a clip. I can’t remember what her coat was like, but as C always did, she was wearing expensive leather gloves.
We both left the train at Stratford and exchanged a few words. I did at least compliment her on her style, before we went off in different directions.
Why is it, I can’t find myself a girlfriend like that?
Tidying Up Dalston Kingsland Station
They would appear to be getting to grips with the vegetation at Dalston Kingsland station.
As the Dalston Eastern Curve Garden is under threat from the expansion of the shopping centre, why don’t they ask that team to improve the station?
One surprising thing, is that you rarely see a vandalised garden in Hackney. This doesn’t fit the stereotype.
How Did They Get The Graffiti Up There?
I took this picture at Dalston Kingsland station.

How Did They Get The Graffiti Up There?
Obviously, they couldn’t have used a ladder, so it must somehow have been painted from the top.
Don’t Trust Your Phone On A Bike
Perhaps that is the moral of this story on the BBC’s web site, about an idiot cyclist, who was cycling along the M25 in Surrey trying to find a quick way home.
I’m not sure, that I could have ever used a smart phone on a bicycle, at any time of my life!
I’ve only ever seen a cyclist once on a motorway and that was a guy of about twenty pedalling furiously up the hard shoulder of the M11 towards Stansted.
An Insight Into Small Energy Companies
I found this article on a company called Contract Natural Gas in the Yorkshire Post. This section describes what they do.
CNG supplies commercial natural gas to businesses, from family firms to blue chip corporations, across sectors including retail, leisure and hospitality.
But it also provides technical services to independent gas providers such as Ovo Energy.
It seems that there is a lot of innovation going on in the provision of energy.
The energy companies live in interesting times!
The Connection Between The First Tanks And The Classic Routemaster Bus
At first glance, it would appear that there would be little connection between Little Willie, which was one of the prototypes leading to the first tanks of the Great War and the classic Routemaster bus of the 1950s.
But I’ve just read this article on the BBC’s web site about how the tanks were developed in Lincoln. The article talks about the two designers.
The work needed more than technical experience, it needed two very particular men – William Tritton and Lieutenant Walter Wilson.
“Tritton was a brilliant engineer,” says Mr Pullen. “And he was a brilliant leader. He got things done.
“He turned Foster’s around with new ideas and new markets.
“Couple him with Walter Wilson, who was also a good engineer but a genius with things like gearboxes, and they made a brilliant partnership.”
It goes on to describe how they locked themselves in a hotel room and scribbled designs on envelopes and fag packets.
And the rest as they say is history!
Walter Wilson went on to form a company called Self-Changing Gears, that developed pre-selector gearboxes. I never drove a vehicle with one of these gearboxes, but I’ve sat just behind the driver on many a London Transport RT-bus and watched the driver select the gear and then hit the gear change pedal to engage it. The use of this type of transmission, was to make the effort of the constant stopping and starting easier on the driver.
Routemasters , it would appear had a fully-automatic version of the transmission, linking them back to the original tanks.
Mick Gives A Lesson In Motivation
This report of an interview on BBC Suffolk of Mick McCarthy is a classic and shows how to motivate your remaining strikers, so that one steps into the big shoes of David McGoldrick. Here’s an extract.
“All the ones that think they should be playing every week – Paul Taylor, Sylvan Ebanks-Blake, Frank Nouble – opportunity knocks for one of them,” McCarthy told BBC Radio Suffolk.
I would assume that gentle tactics like this didn’t appeal to Roy Keane.
Will The Scottish Independence Referendum Settle Anything?
I’m from the Don’t Care Tendency on the Scottish Independence Referendum.
But after listening to the debate about who owns the oil in the North Sea, I worry about the result of the referendum!
I can’t believe that if the vote is No, that the Scottish Nationalists will accept it quietly for ever, judging by the passionate arguments they put forward this morning.
And if the answer is Yes, will those against prolong the argument as long as they can?
Either way, it doesn’t bode well for people like me, whose taxes go to finance all of the whims of politicians.
If there is a way, then there should be a gradual disintegration of the United Kingdom. Scotland, Wales and London have shown that it is not a bad idea to devolve powers to locally elected bodies.
But then it was suggested that the North East might like an Assembly and that was rejected.
Abraham Lincoln is supposed to have said.
You can fool some of the people all of the time, and all of the people some of the time, but you can not fool all of the people all of the time.
Even with fool replaced by please, it’s probably pretty true and sums up why devolution is so difficult to get right.























