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It seems like half a lifetime ago (probably because it was half a lifetime ago) that I commuted to school on the electric trains of the Southern Region of British Rail(ways) ... trains with doors that the passengers opened and closed for themselves, just like your door at home, without the aid of electrical / hydraulic systems. The doors needed a hefty shove to make them work, as there was a safety catch to work too - so they were known as "slam door trains" ... a name which has transformed into the current term "slammers". In my days, I used 4EPB units (5001 upwards) and with some 2EPBs (5701 upward) to strengthen them, with 4CEP and the occasional 4BEP unit ... with a few very modern (in those days) 4VEP units getting onto our lines around 1970, having spread from the Western and Central division to South East ... the lines from Petts Wood and Orpington outward (School and work at Seiscom) to Sevenoaks from 1966 to 1971 and 1972 to about 1975, and inwards to Sydenham Hill from 1962 to 1966 and London, including the long lost station at Holborn Viaduct, from 1972 to 1976. So there's a huge nostalgia - a childhood - wrapped up in those slammers. The healthy feeling of a door well slammed, the partial and timid half rattle if it hasn't closed properly, which left the handle at 45 degrees as a warning to staff looking along the train that it was not ready to go. In those days, the doors were not centrally locked, but everyone knew the system and accidents were infrequent.
From Lymington Pier, where the "Ugly Duckling" ferries run to and from the Isle of Wight, the line crosses the end of the yacht-encrusted harbour. Glorious, picturesque views of the boats, the ferries, the sea and the sky had my shutter clicking through a long series of images which - in the olden days of the CIGs would have meant an expensive bill at Boots for developing and printing. These days it leaves me asking "what can I do with all of these pictures?" some of which - such as this one here - capture the glory of the late summer evening at the British Seaside. The picture feels timeless, but the trains are set to be replaced by something more plastic (and diesel powered during the week, too) from next May, so it's not as timeless as we think. Next year, this picture won't be possible as the 18:14 from the Pier will be a sealed sardine can called a "158" - not a bad train, but not such a loveable one.
I recall going to an evening's celebration of the local railway service in a town local to us in Wiltshire, and seeing picture after picture of trains - even though we were really there to celebrate the whole railway - and wondering "why". And yet I found myself the other night creating something of a pictorial record of the CIGs ... not only of them at Lymington Pier, Lymington Town and Brockenhurst, but also the trains themselves, the aspects of the compartments which - to this day - I recognise as being so characteristic that show me a picture out of content and I'll identify them. The picture here is the door / entrance. You can tell it's a CIG because of the beading around the door, the lack of an internal latch, the colour of the seats. And I could tell an EPB and the others too. But these memories will fade, so I have put a whole series of pictures, and at far higher resolution that I usually upload, on our "share" pages - you can find them here here and here
Brockenhust is the end of the run for the 'slammers' these days - so after just 10 minutes across the New Forest from Lymington, the train draws to a halt in the segregated bay platform and passengers must change to catch onward services to Southampton, Basingstoke or London, to Bournemouth, Poole or Weymouth, or to Reading, Birmingham and Manchester. The 'Old lady' - Unit 1497 - take a five minute brake, loads in fresh set of commuters, people heading for holidays on the Isle of Wight, before heading off into the sunset down the branch again.| Back to Two days of demonstration scripts in Python |
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