The Most Crowded Train I’ve Been On For Sixty-Plus Years
I started going to Tottenham Hotspur matches by myself somewhere between the age of fourteen and sixteen.
- I used to take the 107 bus from where we lived in Oakwood to Enfield Town station and then get the electric trains to White Hart Lane.
- I don’t remember much about the trains, but they were slam door stock.
- I remember this as we used to fold the doors back before the train entered the station and jump out when the train got to running speed.
- Coming back into Enfield Town station, this was essential, otherwise you wouldn’t be to the front of the queue for the 107 bus.
- Those trains returning from White Hart Lane were incredibly packed.
And I haven’t been on a train as crowded until today.
Today, I planned a simple mission to go to Ebbw Vale Town station and back to see the working of the new service between Newport and Ebbw Vale Town station.
- As I often do, I used my Freedom Pass on the Elizabeth Line to get to Reading.
- At Reading station, I bought a Super Off-Peak Return from Reading to Ebbw Vale Town for £47.05 with my Senior Railcard.
- By comparison, a Super Off-Peak Return from Paddington to Ebbw Vale Town is £57.55 with a Railcard.
The first train today, on which I could use my cheap ticket was the 11:13 from Reading.
- I had hoped, that there would still be a few seats left at Reading, as there are always a few, who use Great Western Railway’s fast trains between Paddington and Reading.
- I also expected, that many going to the Wales and Scotland match in Cardiff would take later trains.
- Unfortunately, quite a few Scots and Welsh supporters got on at Reading.
- It was a wrong decision, as there wasn’t a spare seat anywhere.
So in the end, I stood all the way from Reading to Newport.
I would hope that next time, that Scotland play Wales in Cardiff, that Great Western Railway add some more capacity.
Where’s The Plaque Gone?
Although, I can’t ever remember seeing it, it may have cropped up in conversations at home.
But I’ve finally found proof on this page of the British Listed Buildings web site, that there was a plaque at Oakwood station, indicating that the first land you’d hit if you travelled east was the Urals. This is the paragraph from the web site.
The booking hall originally had a plaque claiming that the station occupied ‘the highest point in Europe in a direct line west of the Ural Mountains of Russia’, a reference to the site being 300 feet above sea level.
I would like to see the plaque restored.
Afore Ye Go
When I was in my teens, I used to mark up newspapers at this shop, which then was owned by a Mr. Shaw.
The Paper Shop at Oakwood
I’d get in at 5:30 in the morning, if I didn’t oversleep, mark up all the newspapers for the delivery boys and girls to distribute an hour or so later. I do wonder, if that routine, which I did for a couple of years, set me into my routine of always getting up early and working.
The flats in the background of this picture had a tale about one of the shop’s customers.
Flats With A Tale
He was the owner of a well-known department store in North London. he was also a dedicated alcoholic and when he went into the local hospital, he was on a bottle of Scotch whisky courtesy of the NHS.
I don’t know the end of that story, but a pharmacist friend has provided a post script. Years ago, the ward rounds in hospital often offered a top of whisky to those, who wanted it. They found it funny, that each bottle of the Bell’s whisky, they used to serve, had “Afore ye go” on the bottle.
It still does!
The Coldest Station on the Underground
Whilst I was being let in to Elephant and Castle station to get north of the river, I was joking with the barrier staff, that it was cold, but it wasn’t as cold as Oakwood station, which is one I knew well as a child. I did say that if you ever were offered a transfer there then don’t accept, as on a cold day like today, it’s always freezing.
With the wind in the east at Oakwood it gets particularly cold, as the wind blows all the way from Siberia. In fact, if you were to fly level due east from the station, the first land you hit is the Urals. It all probably explains how our house there, at 73 Sussex Way, was so cold and regularly had sheets of ice on the windows in the winter.
Apparently, there used to be a plaque in the station about the height and the Urals, but I couldn’t find it, when I visited.
Memories of Victor Chandler?
Nottingham Forest are sponsored by Victor Chandler, the well-known bookmaker.
Years ago before I was married, I used to work in a pub called The Merryhils at Oakwood in North London during University holidays. The pub is stll there, but it has been renamed.
The pub was owned by a man called Chandler, who was related to the family that owned Walthamstow stadium with its greyhound racing track. They were very good to me and C always thought that the deal we got for our wedding reception there in 1968 was a very good one. Especially, as her parents weren’t in the least bit well-off!
I don’t quite know the pub owner’s relationship to Victor, but it was fairly close and I can remember being introduced to an embarrassed young kid of about six, all dressed up in a fancylittle suit with a bow tie, who I’m fairly sure was called Victor. It was only a chance meeting, but I suspect Victor would not have preferred to have worn something different. You’d certainly not dress a little boy, that way today!
But he has gone on to do well!
Checking with his personal Wikipedia entry, it would appear it wasn’t Victor, as the age was wrong, but some of the complimentary quotes about Victor there could equally apply to the landlord of The Merryhills. They were very good people to work for and in perhaps the three years I did, I enjoyed it immensely and there was never any cross words. And of course there was the excellent wedding reception at an affordable price!
The Anonymous Widower 