Well here we go…..

An important thing is happening in December, and I don’t mean Christmas.

Here in the UK we are having a General Election. The parties and candidates are setting out their stalls to give out their promises, ones we know will likely not be kept. The candidates will try to be our best friends, after all they want us to provide them with employment and a decent income.

Now I will admit that I am not a political animal, I just assuming they are lying and I try and work out who is lying the least!!

Experts in the shape of ex MP’s will be wheeled out for their thoughts and experience, ignoring how good or most likely how bad they were when they were in office. Looking on the bright side it does show that half the people you thought would be dead are still alive and kicking, and keen to earn a crust for appearing on television.

Somebody has already asked me how I will be voting and I gave them the same answer I give anybody who asks, and that is I will be voting by putting a cross in a box. Both the wife and Im have postal votes, this stems from when we both worked full time and it was not always easy to get to the polling station. So on the great day we can sit back and watch the proceedings safe in the knowledge we have done it without getting cold.

So enjoy the spectacle of the coming weeks but please remember to vote, votes are important. Some people say if you don’t vote you can’t moan. I don’t agree with that thought, I am sure there are people who look at the candidates, mutter they are all as bad as each other and then don’t vote. Perhaps we should have a box on the ballot paper that says “None of the above” I wonder if it would improve turnout?

I have always thought that some times we vote for the least worst rather than. the best.

Strolling through Autumn.

Here we are strolling through Autumn with winter on the distant horizon, but this weekend here in the UK we put the clocks back an hour this coming Sunday morning.

It’s a twice yearly ritual as in the spring we will put the clocks forward an hour, never let it be said we don’t have excitement.

Now one thing is certain and that is there will be great debate on social media, on TV and in the papers about the logic of doing this simple act.

These days it’s something I don’t give much thought to, except for one clock and the cooker everything else is all radio controlled and the time changes when it should.

The big question is I suppose is what are we going to do with this extra hour? The answer for most I would guess is that we will have an extra hour in bed, then moan in the late afternoon when it gets darker earlier.

Ah well it will make a change to read about the clock change instead of the regular stuff like Brexit, the odd war somewhere or perhaps the latest retail closures in the high street.

Roll on Saturday!

One Week & Counting.

This is the start of a Sabbatical which is really just a break.

After some fourteen years on the railway mainly running Orton Mere Station, I have decided to take a sabbatical for six months.

But this could be easier said than done it appears!

Since I cleared my personal effects out of the station a week last Tuesday, I have had more contact with people on the railway than I normally do when I am running the station.

Enquiries ranging from Wi-Fi passwords to gentle probes as to whether I am dying or not!

Looking at it face on it could be because I am not actually taking a sabbatical, I am just having a break! Apparently, a sabbatical is where you take paid leave with the agreement of your employer and at the end return to the same job. Well I am not paid and I will not be returning to the same job.

Now I realise that this may cause a few ripples, in the minds of many Orton Mere has, for want of a better description a reputation for being a bit on the rough side.

Now I know the station has its moments but it is a super place to work and I have enjoyed every turn I have done there.

But the time comes for a change and I think that for me that time for change is now. Though having said that I have no idea what I want to do when I return to the railway, but I have some months to give it some thought.

Now I would ask for suggestions as to what I can do when I return but I may not like some of the suggestions!

Last weekend was the three day diesel gala, and a couple of people asked me if I missed being at the station. The answer in all honesty is no I did not miss it at all. I am not and never have been a train fan, my enjoyment has come from chatting to a wide range of people over the years and also looking at the history of the line from a social point of view, that’s where my interests lie.

I must say I have received some really nice emails commenting on my break, I also get the impression that a couple have done some teddy throwing.

I am just grateful I am not dying as the thought of some people organising the local medium to try and make contact is a bit of a brain strain.

So there you have it, see you all around Easter next year!!