I haven't been posting much lately. Partly because I've been busy with the Bloomsbury Pro Choice Alliance (whose glorious adventures can be found here) and partly because I've been placed in the Pigeon Stalkees Witness Protection Programme.


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So I was rattling along last night happy as Larry when something went wrong with my train. Oh dear ( Read more... )

Ah Autumn. What a wonderful season. Unless you're a traindriver. Or a passenger. Or a trains manager or Signaller. Or in any way associated with or reliant on the railways. Then it's sheer hell ( Read more... )

I was asked recently what it is like to be a traindriver. Not what it's like when I'm there doing my job but what is it like when I'm a passenger on a train. I've spent some time thinking that over because it taps into the idea of how this job has changed my general perspective on life. And I'll start with my apologies as I'm not going to answer ( Read more... )

Some days are slightly stranger than others. This was one of them ( Read more... )

It is entirely possible that you don't need to read this entry. If you are the sort of person who can generally be relied upon to work out content from a title then you can save yourself some time and head off now. Mind you, even if you are not the sort of person who can generally be relied upon to work out content from a title then you probably ( Read more... )

The runaway train went down the hill... and I expect many people blew out a huge sigh of relief when she stopped. I know the whole thing made me freak out and I'm at home today.

It's a bit unclear how that happened and the story is still coming out but I have a few theories. passengeraction and I have been kicking around ideas throughout the day and have built a ( Read more... )

'The problem with communication ... is the illusion that it has been accomplished.' George Bernard Shaw ( Read more... )

I was zipping along today when I saw a football lodged between the posi rail and the running rail on the left-hand side. 'That's odd', I thought. 'I don't remember that being there last time I passed through. Somebody could get rear-tripped on that. Oh well, it must be OK as none of the trains in front have had problems here'. I'd have known if ( Read more... )

So I've been having a bit of Doctor Who fest lately since all the Ecclestone episodes are being replayed by the Beeb. And I noticed something weird. The opening title sequence is exactly like running a train through a tunnel. There are sections of tunnel and a bit of a light show going on with the power rails arcing and it's a long, winding whoosh ( Read more... )