Reflecting on the general Beeching theme -- said gentleman is no hero to me. However necessary and inevitable many of the closures which occurred under his programme, may have been; I confess to soppy sentimentalism, and to BRs massive amount of service withdrawals circa 1959 1970 plus the concurrent end of regular-service steam, having destroyed for me most interest and joy about the British railway scene. Despite all this: as a very young teenage railway enthusiast five-and-a-bit decades ago -- loathing the very name of Beeching with the white-hot intensity, etc. I would totally not have believed that come 2016, Id be experiencing a bit of pity for the old monster, and a wish to defend him against accusations of stuff of which he was not guilty.
This is only because of the way in which Britons in general, lay-persons as regards railway matters, seem to have latched on to using Beeching as a figure of speech (in a generally regretful tone) in reference to more or less all-and-any rail passenger closures which have occurred in Great Britain, effectively within living memory. To a considerable extent, this over-villainises the poor old sod who first appeared on the rail scene in 1961, and whose infamous closures-recommending Report was published in 1963. BR implemented passenger-service withdrawals in great and generally increasing quantity from its inauguration, up to the Beeching Report: somewhat over 3,000 miles of same, between 1948 and 1962. So very often, the man or woman in the street attributes passenger closures which took place in the 1950s or very early 60s, to Beeching: theyre unaware that these things happened before he had ever been heard of in a railway / transport context. The ultimate in this in my experience, has got to have been on a visit to the Dean Forest Railway: travelling on one of its trains near Parkend, a fellow-passenger ascribed to Beeching, the closure of that very section of line. For mercys sake that particular passenger-closing happened in 1929, when the not-yet-Doctor was aged all of sixteen...
Im inclined to guess that this phenomenon has come about, because the fellow just sounds so very right for his role. Doctor Beeching: irresistible overtones of a cruel-to-be-kind healer, the necessary man for the hour or a brutal, bungling quack-and-sawbones; and with the image of lesser rail routes, become little-used, being regarded (rightly or wrongly) as dead wood, to be cut away the verb to beech, i.e. to trim off dead wood, begs to be coined. If the same job had happened to be done by a different learned man brought onto the transport scene from a totally different walk of life; called (say) Professor Fortescue-Smythe: one does not see such a bod becoming a byword, in the way in which Beeching has.