Thursday 18th June 2015
I wasn't entirely convinced that today was the best intentioned of days. It had been a pleasant night with the good doctor in the Jewel, a decent curry, a couple of good pints and slightly too much Crimson King. I decided to skip going into the grim edifice that is Bradford Interchange, despite the useful Gregg's at the bottom of the escalator and got dropped at Laisterdyke which is an increasingly busy station, although more for the direct Leeds services than the obscure and lesser used Mirfield, Pudsey Loop or Wakefield services.
It was the quondam that attracted me, 9 trains a day, 3 in each of the peaks and 3 trains during the rest of the day. Mainly, I suspected for residents of Bradford who hated Leeds so much that they would avoid it at any costs even of an extra 25 minutes on their journey. Of course the Queensbridge lines could have a option as well - but they were notoriously bustituted at the drop of a hat. It was bad enough enduring Jogger Hell for most of the day, without having to deal with rail replacement buses as well.
Laisterdyke has become increasingly busy for the Leeds trains and boasts a ticket office rather than the usual machine, but other than that it is a couple of bus shelters on what look like recently extended platforms to take six coach trains. However, it is a two coach Jogger which turns up to take us to Wakefield and it trundles off very slowly along one of West Yorkshire's cinderella lines. As is common here, the line has been effectively singled, the second track is mothballed and has been since the 1970s, the service does not need passing places on the first stretch of its route, as you go through a set of junctions before passing through the sites of some stations that closed in the 1950's before stopping at Drighlington and Adwalton. Here there is a very basic 2 platform station, although West Yorkshire have done their usual fine job of keeping the place moderately clean and demolishing old buildings etc.
You then take another junction, there is another line here which runs through to Ardsley, but as that is served on a different service and the intermediate stations have been closed since Eden was Prime Minister so it has been allowed to be mothballed. So we head towards Batley again passing through the sites of two closed stations before reaching the separate island platform at Batley where a few passengers get off and a handful get on. We set off down the original line the Dewsbury loop having been mothballed then put through the tortuous closure process in the 1970's - one of the last lines to actually be closed. This involves a stop at one of West Yorkshire's reopenings - Chickenley - in the midst of a large post-war council estate. Whilst the station is up to scratch, the area certainly isn't and the amount of racist graffiti around is very telling of the divided nature of Dewsbury. The original station was closed in the 1930's, but this very basic station single platform station replaced it in 1982 as part of a regeneration effort. A handful of people get on and off and a ticket check and sales are done immediately after leaving as "the machine has been vandalised again". The next stop is Ossett, which is fairly busy and an island platform before carrying on to Wakefield Westgate where most of the passengers get off. Sadly this is not my stop, we have to continue to THERE,
Five minutes later, I arrive at the abomination of desolation of the railway network - Wakefield Kirkgate. To be fair, apart from the smell of urine in the subway, the condition is similar to Wigan Central apart from the listed building status means that it still has buildings, well except for the bits that have collapsed and are now fenced off. It is an interchange for three lines, but people try to avoid changing here, the track record of robbery, assault and even a rape is somewhat off-putting. It is so notorious that complaints have been made by a Government minister and still nothing has been done. Luckily, I only have a few minutes here before another two coach Jogger turns up for Barnsley. Not many get off here and only a few get on.
The run to Barnsley Interchange is fairly quick, no one uses the request stop at Crigglestone, it's too far from the village, similar for the station at Haigh. We do stop at Darton which is quite busy before arriving into Barnsley. You can tell we are back in South Yorkshire, the face of Comrade Betts is gurning at us from everywhere extolling the cheap fares. After nipping out to get a roll and a cup of tea from the nearby Greggs and remembering a previous pleasant visit to Barnsley. It's time to get on one of Comrade Betts' red liveried unrefurbished Runners to Penistone, which is why the fares are cheap, like the plans to reopen the intermediate stations on this line have never happened because the fares are cheap.
However, it is a quick run to Penistone although there are a reasonable number of passengers for the time of day. It is quite an attractive station with a nice ex-GCE signal box, it is supposed to be replaced a power box at Barnsley soon. Previously, the station used to have trains to Doncaster via Wath Central and the express service from Manchester to Sheffield through the Woodhead. Both are freight only routes and the only work that has been done on either line for the last twenty years is the removal of the old 1,500kV equipment in the mid 80s. However, Comrade Blunkett, the previous Dear Leader of Sheffield City council to Comrade Betts did get a service restarted along the old Don Valley Line. Many of these stations had been shut down in the 1950's, but the clogged roads of Sheffield meant that this was a moderate success. The trains run from Penistone to through to Woodhouse every hour and there is even a limited Sunday service. It is, of course, a two coach Jogger but one that has been refurbished which at least means there's a toilet on board. It must be said that does pick up quite a few passengers at each of the stations down to Sheffield Victoria.
Sheffield Victoria isn't what it was by a long chalk, in fact it is completely different station. It is one platform with a small shelter on it on what used to the the old freight avoiding line, everything else has been demolished and replaced. It's no place to wait for hour and a half until the next train, however, 10 minutes away is the Harlequin pub which is a splendid hostelry which will supply a decent pint and a hot lunch.
Suitably refreshed, it is time to head back to one of the highlights of the trip one of the very rare trains down the old Grand Central Main Line. The GC Main Line is used by a fair amount of freight these days and is in better nick than it notoriously was in the 1970's but the passenger service is minimal. There are no Master Cutler's anymore - instead, there is a very minimal service to Chesterfield, a regular service between Chesterfield and Rugby, a very minimal service between Rugby and Aylesbury and the commuter journey to London Marylebone. There is not a staffed station between Sheffield Victoria and Aylesbury.
Nor do the service attract anything like a modern unit, whilst a few Runners have found their way to the Marylebone commuter services and the Bubble Cars look after the services to Rugby Central, everything else is operated by a selection of ancient and increasingly unreliable DMUs stabled at Rugby Central. My train is 2 coach class 108 to Chesterfield Central, calling at Killamarsh and Renishaw and Staveley all by request only. There are actually requests for all three and the train is busier than I thought it would be. each of the stations is, however, quite run down with nothing more than an bus shelter on the platforms.
Chesterfield Central is very similar, the buildings and awnings are long since gone giving a clearer view of the famous crooked spire, the only building left is a small portacabin the train crew. It is noticeable that there are posters advising people that service from Chesterfield Midland is faster but what it doesn’t mention is that it is more expensive - a Chesterfield to Nottingham season ticket is cheaper GC ONLY than ANY PERMITTED ROUTE. Similarly for Nottingham to Leicester although the difference there is more marginal. The Rugby service is actually relatively frequent and has been increased over the last 10 years due to this, it sometimes even sees a 3-coach class 108, there has also been a Runner sighted checking clearances leading to speculation that an upgrade is in progress.
At least BR have stopped trying to tell people that all stations are request stops on this line, it’s 3:30 and we depart with about 50 people on board, this section of the line was all collieries but the majority of them have long closed and the remaining couple are probably for the chop under Ms George’s new government. However, there is still a decent amount of non-coal freight up the Great Central and some passenger trains actually go into passing loops to be passed by express parcels or Freightliner services. Each of the stations sees some people get on and off, all have been stripped of everything but the island platform, the shelter and the footbridge a long time ago, but at Tibshelf some effort has been made by a Friends group to keep things tidy and painted and some flower beds have been put in. The area is also a lot greener than it was so the run is quite attractive until you get to the Nottingham suburbs.
Nottingham Victoria is long gone, the two lines at the rear of the former station, the Down Loop and the Down Main are now the through lines, the station is a small shopping complex although the old railway hotel remains in use as a rather poorly reviewed hotel. The GC services call at Nottingham Arkwright Street instead which is unusual as the only open station on the former GC London Extension which isn’t an island platform as it is on a viaduct. It is also still in possession of its booking office which is open at peak hours only, Nottingham Midland is not far at other times. It has this facility because the booking office is also a small shop, a trial scheme from the Fowler government which was actually successful but never expanded. The remnants of the Pinxton service also use this station, although the Bubble Car that does the 6 trips a day remains usually in a siding just to the south of the station.
The slow trundle southwards continues after a short halt. The line speed is officially 70mph, but the 108’s rarely break 45 mph, after Nottingham the ride to Leicester is through some very attractive countryside and each of the stations has been well maintained by its friends group, although stripped of faciities. Leicester Central on top of its viaduct is a good example of this, just one island platform is still open, but the rest of the area has been turned into a small and successful railway museum, whilst the station is officially an unstaffed halt, the museums facilities include a shop and a cafe and make the station feeling safer than some of the others. It also means that it has kept its awnings and station buildings some of which have been turned into start up offices. There has been some talk of re-opening the booking office but the trend is still to close those rather than re-open them.
The final section of the journey is to Rugby Central, only Lutterworth is a formal stop, but Whetstone is well used by commuters on this service and we do stop at Ashby Magna. Whetstone looks poorly maintained, Ashby Magna is obviously carefully looked after. Lutterworth where we are passed by a northbound service is a bit too far out of town and with too small a car park to be successful but after that there is nothing until Rugby Central, although there has been some talk ny Rugby council to open a halt in North Rugby. Not many passengers remain on to Rugby, the station is used by less than 200 passengers a day now and that shows with there only being a handful of us on board at what is peak time. However, I’m glad to be off the 108, they are rattletraps these days and I think I see signs of life in the Great Central, looking at the loadings it may even be making money these days. I wait for a while outside whilst watching the 5:55 to Aylesbury leave, it’s a bubble car and its the last service of the three a day southwards to Aylesbury. At that point, my friends arrive and we travel by road to Long Buckby for the evening.
I shall be glad to get back home tomorrow, but there are some lesser known lines of the Midlands to be dealt with before that.