Again!
The 20th of Febuary 2016 was a Saturday, and also the day of a forum meet in Nottingham to do the new tram extensions. I'd done both already but it'd be nice to get to Notty again and do them with some forum members! I had originally planned to head out to Netherfield and walk back to Carlton with Kite in the evening but dad wanted to come (which meant we'd be able to get trams from Market Harborough) but didn't want to be back too late. This meant taking the 17:32 from Notty and also meant that I wouldn't be able to head out to Netherfield. Oh well, at least we get some fairly good tram mileage (43.25 miles each way)! The reason for the title this time is because I'm meeting up with forum members yet again, if you haven't already guessed that.
The 20th finally came and the alarm went off at 06:30. I got ready and stuff, getting to the car with dad for 07:00. Nathan was picked up en route Market Harborough and we continued the drive, giving ourselves 2 hours to do an hours drive. Why was this? Brekky of course! It was a nice drive around the outskirts of Rugby and onward on the A14. The A14 must be one of the worst roads for rubbish that there is. There was loads and loads and loads of dumped rubbish scattered on the side of the road, in hedges and on the road. Welcome to Northamptonshire indeed

! The 'mileage signs' (the ones that tell you how many miles you are from certain places) all included Harwich and Felixstowe, giving a clear indication at where the road went. We came off the A14 at long last and after stopping at some roadworks traffic lights, we continued to Market Harborough. It was now time to find a cheap car park. Why weren't we going to park at Market Harborough station? Easy! It costs a tenner to park there for the day! Instead we found a nice little car park for £2.20. And if we wanted, we could stay there until Monday morning! We’d done the journey in 50 minutes so if we ran (and I meant sprinted) and also had tickets then we could make the 08:10 to Notty. We didn't have tickets though and we weren't in a running mood so instead we went in search of breakfast.
The town centre was reached and we headed up the high street in hunt of something that we all wanted. Apparently the best idea (in my opinion) wasn't the best in the eyes of the others. That was a Greggs and a costa opposite each other! Creamy cooler and pasty! Alas no. A Subway was found on the high street so we got 3 mega melts, a first time for Nathan. I got these today. They were taken back down the high street towards the station but dads and I got eaten on the way. Nat didn't want to eat his on the move so he kept it for when we got to the station. The ticket office wasn't open so we had to use the rubbish EMT TVMs to get the Notty tickets. It was then up onto the Leicester bound platform and into the waiting room (the one towards the end of the platform) to wait for the 09:10 to Nottingham. Several horrid 'Merdeians' passed during our half hour wait for the tram but it passed quickly enough. We discussed many subjects while waiting for the tram, one of which was the fact that the waiting room door opened on the inside (push from the outside, pull from the inside). It was pointed out by dad that that was a terrible idea because the door might be pushed open in strong wind and that it was also a fire hazard because you have to stop and pull the door instead of just pushing it if a fire breaks out. Anyway, enough about EMT's poor doors. How about EMT's good doors! On their trams! The PIS couldn't agree with the announcer about which end 1st class is, the PIS saying that it was at the back and the announcer saying that it was at the front. It was thankfully at the back, meaning we didn't need to walk down the platform to where all the normals were. Dud
43076 was leading the train, with dud
43054 on the back, which I found out at Notty.
Since the meet didn't begin for another 2 hours, we'd decided to get the remaining few shacks that I needed on the Clifton branch and, if we had time, all of the stops that I needed on the 'city centre loop', where it's all one-way traffic for the trams. Nat and I needed Kangaroo tickets so we could
be Australian animals travel on the EMT cart from Bulwell to Notty. Dad wouldn't do this so only needed a NET day rover. These were all bought from the NET ticket machines so, unlike my last Kangaroo ticket; it was printed on the tram ticket stock. The first Clifton South bound tram that we saw appeared after we got tickets so we were in position for it. Nathan hadn't previously done the NET trams for haulage (only for sight) but has now decided to do them so every tram was a winner for him unless I say otherwise (which would mean it was a repeat). Dad was doing them for haulage too and needed quite a few but not all. Dad and I weren't off to a good start as it was a dud for both of us that was on the Clifton. This was
230. We decided to take this one down to Ruddington Lane, shack score number 1 (for me). I noticed that the journey between Compton Acres and Ruddington Lane didn't take long at all so, after leaving the tram, I looked down at the direction that we'd just come from. I was right and it wasn't far at all to Compton Acres. The next tram wasn't for 5 minutes so, with time to kill, we decided to walk one stop back towards Notty so I could get that shack with no time penalty. Shack number 2 was reached in three or four minutes and we could see the tram coming from Ruddington Lane about a minute after we got there. Yes! Winner (for all of us)
231 was our next tram. We decided to head to Meadows Embankment on this. The plan was to walk the very short distance to Wilford Village but the tram was arriving at Meadows Embankment as we were so it was a quick platform change onto the other tram. This was dud for me, but winner for dad (and obviously Nat),
235. We were in the very back of the tram and, just after leaving Meadows Embankment; dad noticed another tram following ours less than a minute behind. We crossed the river on the tram and bailed at shack 4, Wilford Village. Sure enough, dud
221 (required for dad) rolled in and took us the short distance to my last required shack on the Clifton branch, Wilford Lane. It was the longest fester of the day so far here, of about 5 minutes but time passed quickly and winner for all of us
216 arrived on a Phoenix Park bound. I wanted a celebratory creamy cooler and dad was in dire need of a coffee so we decided to head to Costa. I decided to buy this because Nat and dad had been very patient at getting my shacks done. We decided that the Costa at Old Market Square would be heaving but I knew that there was one right next to Trent Uni tram stop so we decided to go there. There was a Hucknall tram 1 minute behind ours at the station so we decided to leave 216 there and wait for the next one. Bailing was a good idea because, although it wasn't a winner for me,
222 was required for dad. This was taken the west of the way to Trent uni, or, as it was called before being a uni, Trent Polytechnic. The Costa was reached but it seems that we should have gone for the Market Square one because there was an open day at the University the it was very busy. The two baristas had no idea either but both were really soche and got dad's coffee and the two creamy coolers (not both for me unfortunately!) as quick as possible. Now it was time for the 'loop shacks'!
We took our drinks to the platform and waited for the first tram, this being dud for dad and I
219. This was dad's second dud tram of the day (that's road trams - not the EMT beasts)! This was very good considering that we'd had 7 by this point. Anyway, 219 was taken to shack number 6, Noel Street where we had about 5 minutes for the next tram. A short walk up the hill was had and we arrived at shack score 7, Beaconsfield Street, with about 3 minutes until the next tram. I finished my creamy cooler on the walk here so I was wondering where a bin was. How good of NET to provide one at this little shack! Anyway, Nathan's first ever dud NET tram was on this, purely because this was a repeat from earlier. it was
221 that would take us one stop forward. Dad felt like a complete idiot getting the tram to stop just for us after we'd boarded one stop before (we could walk them in about the same amount of time that the tram takes) but I was the one that clicked the button to get the tram to stop at shack number 8, Shipstone Street. I said that someone got on the tram after we bailed but that didn't work so we did stop the tram just for us. Well, that's what you need to do, isn't it!
Next up was Radford Road. This was a simple walk around the corner and after less than a minute of waiting dud for me but winner for everyone else
218 took us back one stop towards the city centre. Pressing the button this time wasn't so bad because we weren't the only passengers leaving the tram and there was a few waiting too at shack score number 10, Hyson Green Market. And that was it! The loop shacks also cleared and a straight line between Clifton South and Phoenix Park (and return) done for them! It'd probably be excessive to celebrate with another creamy cooler (as I type this I'm just thinking to myself 'no! No! It's not excessive! You should have got another! What were you thinking?

') so I just stuck my fist in the air after bailing, probably confusing the normals. The next one was only 2 minutes behind and it was repeat number 2,
216. It was now time to be heading back to the station to meet up with everyone else so 216 added more to its mileage on the journey back to the station. I could see
Samgeorge965 walking up onto the platform as our tram arrived at the station so we all got off to say hi to the bunch of members that were already there.
Kite159 was also there (as I'm sure you all know from reading his report over 2 months ago) so I said hi to him too. We were all waiting for
Yorkie and
Mojo (at least I think it was them!) who were on a Toton bound from Hucknall (I think!). This meant that we flagged the first Clifton bound and stuck with the plan so they could join us on it. I groaned as I saw what was approaching on the Clifton. It was one of the old ones. Both dad and I don't really like these ones and the new ones are much better. Dad was happy enough with it though because it was one of his last few required ones on the Clifton branch that day. This was
213. The front of the tram must have been very low to the ground because every forum member was stood/sat in the front section of it. It didn't break though!
At Clifton, all the forum members except Nat and I (dad isn't a forum member) left the tram. They were all getting a bus back to Notty but, with trams available, we decided not to do that and head back on 213 instead. Then, an idea came to dad. Someone (I think it was Kite but can't remember) pointed out a Greggs at Clifton Centre on the way down so, with it being about 12:30, we bailed there and headed over to the Greggs to get lunch. Nat and I both got a couple of chicken bakes, dad going for a couple of saussie rolls. We also got 4 packets of cookies (4 cookies in each) to share out when we met up with the forum members again on the tram from Notty to Toton. They were very expensive though, coming out at 50p per cookie (I think - it might have been more). Anyway, it was worth the fester because it was a new, although dud for the day tram, this being
221. We'd noticed that another one of dad's rapidly decreasing required trams (210) should be on the tram behind this one so it was decided to leave at the next stop to get that because we still had a little time. This was Compton Acres but the moment we left the tram, dad noticed that he didn't have his sausage rolls. I leapt back on less than a second before the doors shut and found them easily on board. I then had a think. There wasn't really much point in festering for 8 minutes at Wilford Lane (the next stop) so I decided to go for a nice little walk during this time by taking 221 to Meadows Embankment again. The plan was to walk back to Wilford Village but, just like earlier, there was another tram arriving so dud
217 was had for the leap back over the bridge to Meadows Embankment. I let dad know what I was doing but it was bad new from his end. It wasn't his winner on the one back and we didn't have time to get his winner back to the station before the Toton one with the rest of the forum. Irritating for dad! Dud for the day
235 was the one that took us through to the station instead. We had 5 minutes after arriving at Notty to have a PNB before the tram to Toton, which was due out at 13:05. We had to be done very quickly because it involved heading down onto the mainline platforms but we headed onto the NET platform at 13:03. None of the forum members were there! This was strange because we'd seen them walking up from the bus stop as we went to the toilet but they weren't on the platform. That's when I received a text from Mojo saying that the tram left 3 early! If they're going to have a timetable then they should at least stick to it! All pretty miffed at NET, we waited on the platform for the next one towards Toton. Although I was annoyed that we weren't on the tram with the other members, this was slightly softened by it being
227, one of my last 4 NET trams required for haulage. I knew that another of my winners was right behind but we wanted to catch up with the others, who should have walked across to Toton depot after leaving the tram that they were on. That was the plan but the weather wasn't great so it was decided that it could change. I sent a text to Yorkie asking if they were planning to walk across but they hadn't decided yet. This was all winner track for Nathan (as was Clifton earlier on) so at least he was getting something out of the stagger to Toton. I'm not too keen on the Toton branch, probably because it's so long, but the journey wasn't too bad. I got a text from Yorkie saying that they were going to head back out to Beeston on the tram that they'd just got to Toton and then go across to the heavy rail station for a cart to Notty. They wouldn't have time to wait for our tram in order to get it so dad and I were thinking of bailing at Inham Road and waiting for their tram but Nathan was the one who crumpled that plan, saying he wouldn't clear the track then. This sounded reasonable to us both so we decided to risk Toton to make the connection. It should be just about doable and we weren't very happy when our tram came to a stand just outside the station (if you can call it that) for about 3 minutes, during which time the tram with everyone one raced straight past us. We the moved forward again, going onto the same platform as the one that'd just left! I think what annoys me most about this is the fact that if we'd gone into the other platform then the connection would have been made! I sent Mojo another text (after changing ends of course!) asking if they could wait for us at Notty station, where we'd leave 227. He said that that'd be fine and 227 was had for the long slog back to Nottingham Station 'for Nottingham Railway Station'. Without the end bit, I wouldn't possibly know that I was alighting at the railway station! Anyway, a few of the forum members were waiting on the 'city centre' bound platform as our tram arrived. We went over to join them and apparently the rest of the group had waited an extra 5 minutes at Beeston for a 222! Now that's just shameful. But it was at this point that things went wrong...
There was an announcement saying that trams were currently disrupted due to 'an earlier incident at Old Market Square'. Someone (I think it was Yorkie) suggested that this meant it was a fatality but, even after looking on the twitter site, we were none the wiser. We wanted to head to Phoenix Park before Hucknall but the others came up just after it left. Oh well, 8 minutes until the next one! 210, one of dad's winners, arrived on a Clifton bound, meaning that it was the 3rd time that he'd only just missed it. This tram was very irritating for him! There was a Hucknall following the Phoenix Park by about 2 minutes, this being one of my winners (the one that was following 227). Dad and I excused ourselves and boarded winner
233, putting me down to needing 2 NET trams. This was taken for the mega mileage move to Lace Market where we had what should be a short fester for the Phoenix Park one with all the other forum members. Nope! Apparently the next Phoenix Park wasn't for about half an hour! There was another Hucknall in just under 10 minutes so we thought that everyone would've got on that instead because only a crazy person would wait a half hour for that Phoenix Park when we could go to Hucknall instead. We both groaned after seeing what was approaching. The 'blue' old one. This meant that it was
211, which was dud for both dad and I (but not Nat). It was surprisingly full, not only in the 'RailUK part of the tram', which was the front again. The cookies that we'd bought in Clifton were handed around and, although expensive, tasted quite good. It wasn't a very fun journey, the only good thing being the fact that we could chat with the other members. Dad really didn't want to stay on 211 all the way to Hucknall and, since I needed all of the shacks between Highbury Vale and Hucknall, we decided to alight at shack score 11, Bulwell Forest. It was only a short wait before
227 rolled in. A winner that morning and one of my highest mileage by the afternoon! This was taken to Bulwell for another shack score and after a 2 minute wait,
214 arrived for the ride up to Moor Bridge (shack score 13), which would be my final shack score of the day. It also meant that I only needed Butlers Hill (which I keep on saying and typing as Butlers Lane because I always hear the Cross City line announcements) to clear all the shacks on the NET except the ones on the Toton branch (of which I needed all except Toton Lane).
211 was the next arrival, as we thought. We met up with everyone again on this one, including Nathan, who had headed through to Hucknall. The plan was to take this to Highbury Vale and then go out and back to Phoenix Park so, as planned, 211 was taken to Highbury Vale. A tram was approaching from the city centre direction bound for the park of phoenix so some of the forum members started running for it. Dad, me and a few of the other forum members knew that we had time to get it and when we got up to the platform, the PIS was seen. It was flashing with Phoenix Park, meaning that there was one due imminently (the one in the platform) and after that it said that there was one in 1 minute and another in 2 minutes. The one currently in the platform was beyond full and standing (because it was the first Phoenix Park for over half an hour at a busy time) so we decided to wait for the next one, except a couple of shack scratchers in the group who liniar hopped to Phoenix Park, bailing at Cinderhill. A new one came in almost imminently and this one was almost completely empty because all of the normals had crammed onto the one 1 minute before. I immediately recognized the number. It was 235 from earlier. Why is this of any significance I hear you ask (or not if you A. are more than 50 meters from me, B. didn't say that or C. mumbled it.). Well, following 235 should be the tram that was avoiding dad all day, 210. We decided to stay put and take 210 to Cinderhill or Phoenix Park to connect onto 235 will all of the forum members so, saying bye to the others (including Nat), we waited for the extra winner. Sure enough, it was dad's winner that arrived next so we got on board, finally claiming victory over the annoying thing (for dad). It stayed in the platform for 1 minute... 2... 3... 4... 5. The driver then came over the PA saying that we were just waiting for two trams to come off the Phoenix Park branch! Oh, for goodness sake! We reluctantly left 210 and waited on the platform for the tram with all the other forum members on,
235. It wasn't fun having Nathan laugh at us for what happened! It was at that moment that dad and I decided on something. 210 will be ours...
We decided on a plan to get the tram but it meant leaving the others yet again. We said bye at Basford and had a 2 minute wait for the next tram, which should be another winner for dad that headed to Hucknall. Sure enough it was
237 (dud for me) that was on the Toton. We decided to take this to Wilkinson Street so I could view the depot during the wait for what should be 210. I saw on of my last 2 winner trams in there but didn't know where the other (229) had got to, because we'd seen all the trams that were out already. I headed back to the platform and got ready for the Clifton. Yes! Finally!
210 appeared! My phone was running dangerously low on charge by now and if it lost charge then there'd be no way to contact Nathan. Because of this, I decided not to use it except to call Nathan when needed. This meant I couldn't read the text from Mojo that I'd received but I decided to do so later on after meeting up with Nat again. We decided to take 210 to The Forest and see what was heading back up towards Phoenix Park/Hucknall. We got ready on that platform and didn't really pay much attention to the tram that had arrived on the platform we'd just come from, assuming that we'd seen it. I glanced over to see the number and really quickly told dad and ran over to hop on another of dad's winners,
202. I got hold of Nathan as we were approaching Trent Uni and asked him where he was. Apparently he was solo again and was on a tram at Lace Market. This is how the conversation went.
Me: Hey Nat, where are you?
Nat: I'm on a tram from the station currently at Lace Market.
Me: Cool, which one?
Nat: 229.
Me: What?!
Nat: 229.
Me: Repeat that slowly please.
Nat (slightly annoyed now): 2. 2. 9.
Me: Stay on that tram! We're on one currently at Trent Uni and will bail at Royal Centre to pick yours up.
Nat: OK. See you in a minute.
Me: Bye!
229! Winner!
We got off at Royal Centre and waited for it to arrive and, sure enough, it was winner for both me and dad
229. We discussed where to bail and decided that it was time for another Costa move, but this time for Hot Chocs. So it was off at Nottingham Trent University mouthful. Then over to the Costa and it was the same two baristas from that morning and they recognized us, saying that it had been a hectic day there with all of the students. It had majorly cleared out by now so we had a little chat before heading off, hot chocolates in hand, back to the tram stop. We decided to get on the first one to arrive and this was in dad's favour, it being a winner for him (and Nat)
204. The others had apparently got a train out to Carlton for a bus back in so we wouldn't see them again unfortunately. I guess dad and I win unsoche award of the day (

)...
Since Nat and I had Kangaroo tickets and not regular NET ones, we wanted to use the train from Bulwell to Notty. It was also winner track and a very high chance of getting a winner unit. I'd had 1 EMT 156 and a very, very little amount of 153s so I wasn't worried about a dud appearing. 158s are rare on the Robin Hood line so I wasn't worried about one of them appearing. Because both Nat and I wanted to go (but neither of us wanted to abandon dad), we decided to ask him to see what he thought. Dad said that he was completely happy with us going for the cart and that he'd just get the tram back to Notty instead. Because of this, we decided to take 204 to Bulwell, where it should be just under 5 minutes until the hourly train to Notty.
At Bulwell we said bye to dad as he headed back on a (dud) tram and we crossed to the other platform. After only about a minute of waiting on the platform, we were surprised to see Kite159 walking down the footbridge to get in position for the train. We said hi and began chatting, getting ready for whatever EMT decided to chuck out. No! No, no, no! It was a
dud 158!
158865! Ahhhhh! This was a winner for Kite though so at least he could score something on the run to Notty. Kite introduced me to a new name for a junction en route (I
think[/B] it was Speedo junction because of a factory but maybe he could confirm?) but the journey was uneventful and we were soon arriving at Nottingham, where Kite was going to do the Netherfield/Carlton turn. It would have been a winner 156 too! But that was softened by the fact that both Nat and my final EMT 158 was sat in the platform next to us, 158889. This was an ex South West Trains one, explaining why it was required for sight. The interior looked much better than the current EMT ones, with 1st class permanently declassified.
I gave dad a call to say that we were heading to the tram platform. We agreed to meet at Lace Market because he was currently at the Market Square on his tram. On the NET platform, we saw bb21 on the city centre bound platform. A tram was approaching so we ran over and said hi, before asking if he wanted to join us on dud 232. It was a winner for him (I think) so he did and we all rode it for the short hop to Lace Market where we met with dad and all had a nice chat for a while, letting several trams go, before a winner for bb21 arrived heading towards the station. He managed to dart across just in time after saying bye and as he headed towards the station, we headed towards a noodle place that dad and I had been to several times before. I had a caramel chicken and a sweet and sour chicken on noodles (I can't remember what the others went for but I think that Nat went for the same as me) to take out and we took it over to Old Market Square (it's about half way between Old Market Square and Lace Market but not following the tram lines) and onto the first tram towards the station. It sounds like the day was going to end well for dad and Nat because it was 236 that would take us back to the station for our train home. We'd decided to eat on the 17:32 to St Pancras, while waiting for it to leave so, once getting to the station, we headed onto the footbridge and down onto the platform, me about 10ft in front of the other two. YES! My fist shot into the air after seeing the powercar at the St Pancras end. Winner 43060 (leaving me with just 2 EMT powercars to get, one of which has now been had) was leading 43083. Nat wasn't too happy, neither of them being one of his last 3. I helped by not pointing out that I'd scored one (too much
). It was a nice, although uneventful, ride back to Market Harborough where we alighted to hear some mega tram thrash before walking back to the car and heading homeward after an excellent day. And, even better, we still had an evening because it was only 19:15 when we got it. One brilliant day, even if dad and I were solo for most of it. Thanks for putting up with the constant moving around of us guys!