I'm saying nothing
Though to be fair, I could actually make that train at Malton if I wanted-the 06:22 Liverpool-Scarbados lands at Malton at 09:04!
You could make that train but the odds of you making the 06:22 when you have a bed at home are next to zero
Great stuff, enjoyed reading that, thanks very much.
Cheers
Scarbados. Very good

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Most enjoyable reading there fq. I need to get out on the rails somewhere, this is a bit of a busy time for me at the moment.
Thanks! Maybe a Devon day if you get the chance?
I'm still typing my reports but am rather busy at the moment so have had little time. I know that I'm currently in August but I've been writing my more recent trips when they're fresh in my memory so I'm going to post them first and come back to the others. This one was from December:
Being posh
Having been looking forward to a particular trip for quite a while, excitement building the night before, it was finally here. On the 13th of December 2017 dad and I had booked advances on the 12:00 from London Kings Cross to Inverness and back on the sleeper thanks to a VTEC seat sale. £56 for the two of us in 1st class just couldn’t be passed up. With the ‘main part’ booked far in advance, the moves to London and back were booked quite a while after but still about a month in advance. We’d gone for the second cat towards Marylebone, the 0707 from Snow Hill and decided to head to Brum and pick it up there for both extra cat mileage and more chance of a seat.
I didn’t sleep well the night before but still got up for my 05:20 alarm without problems. I got dressed and finished packing for the trip in the morning and we headed out to the rather cold car at about 05:50. The drive to Leamington was completed and the pavement to get to the station was rather icy. There had been lots of snow landing in the midlands on during the night of Saturday the 9th that hadn’t yet melted but had frozen again. Some rain the night before had polished it so the pavement was incredibly slippery. I almost went over multiple times before deciding that it was safer to walk on the road, which had been treated so was no longer icy.
The station looked rather funky with lots of snow on the line. We weren’t stood in the snow for long before
165017 arrived to take us to Birmingham. Someone had decided to leave its coupler cover on so it could keep cosy during this fairly chilly morning. Then again, after looking at the interior, maybe Arriva just couldn’t be bothered to hire someone to take it off. The interior was an absolute disgrace. It certainly hadn’t been cleaned overnight with litter everywhere, including discarded food and drink. I’m fully against leaving rubbish on the train but Chiltern should definitely have given the train a clean overnight and, looking inside the rest of the train showed that it was all similar to the area we were seated. Poor, poor show Chiltern.
Once at Snow Hell it was a case of changing platforms with a 6-minute wait until the 07:07. I knew that 68014, my favourite 68 was amongst those that had ended up at Stourbridge overnight and had seen that the first cat was blue. This gave a 50/50 chance of 014 and I was very pleased to see that it was indeed
68014 pushing 1H17 this morning. 112.25 more miles on what is already my highest mileage loco – hellfire!
We decided to go for one of the few bays of 2 in the back coach on this run so there was no chance of being wedged out. 68014 made some excellent noise as we left Birmingham and headed south, with a ticket check occurring around High Wycombe. We had to slow around Wycombe due to a 3-minute-late cart but it was only due to stop at Wembley Stadium after Wycombe so we got a bit of decent running before having to slow again. Arrival at Marylebone was a couple of minutes later and after I got a few photos of the cat it was time for breakfast.
Marylebone 68 by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
We headed to our usual location just across the road and the usual excellent customer service was provided before our massive breakfasts arrived. The breakfasts tasted amazing and filled us both up really well and certainly got us ready for the day. Excellent value for money and highly recommended. After breakfast was over we headed back to the station, dad deciding not to use the cashpoints there as two out of the four wouldn’t dispense cash so there was a queue. It was time to go underground.
Timing was perfect as a Bakerloo line tube was arriving just as we made it to the platform. Double winner
3260 and
3553 took us one stop to Baker Street where it was over to the circle line and onto a busy dud
21341+21342 for the run to Kings Cross St Pancras along with commuters and loads of little kids on a school trip. We were at a perfect point on the S7 for the escalators at Kings Cross and we decided to head up to St Pancras to see what was there. Eurostar numbers were got first before heading over to the EMT side of things to see the HST that was there at the time. Perfect timing too as it was started up just after we got there. After that we decided to get some snacks for later. Paté and rolls was chosen but M&S didn’t have any paté so, after getting the number of a 395, we went over to Kings Cross.
Dad wanted to check if there was any supermarket sort of things in Kings Cross station despite me not recalling any from a previous time. We did so anyway and noticed a Waitrose there. I’m against the stupidly high prices they charge at Waitrose but dad wanted to give it a try and we eventually emerged about 5 minutes later with some paté and rolls. The pate was £1.65, the rolls £0.84 so it could certainly have been worse.
Dad tried to get some cash out of the cash point here but it also said that there was no cash left, just like the ones at Marylebone. Luckily the machine next to it was in full working order and in dad’s 5th attempt to get cash this morning, he succeeded (the 1st was a failed attempt at Leamington, the next two at Marylebone and then at Kings Cross). I now needed to do something at the ticket office so headed there. I was in the queue for 10 minutes thanks to a rather complicated request from the guy in front of me but I was eventually served. Credit to the ticket clerk as he went above and beyond what he needed to and I left with almost all that I needed (the bit that couldn’t be issued wasn’t due to ticket office error: reservations just weren’t available on that train anymore).
Dad and I checked the blocks, seeing my first 700 at Kings Cross while we did so. The EMT set was also there waiting to work the 11:05 Leeds (43055 was at the London end). Once the only tram there had been identified it was a case of going over to the 1st class lounge as we had an hour an a half to kill before booked departure. It’s a rather dramatic entrance to the lounge if going from ground level as you have to go up a lift to get there (or take a slightly longer detour). We arrived at the top, showing our tickets to get in and found that it was rather busy. We had to perch on a sofa in the centre of the lounge for a couple of minutes before dad spotted a pair of seats up at a table overlooking the platforms.
View from the lounge by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
I got myself a hot chocolate and found out that the cups VTEC have (all disposable ones, unfortunately) fit two ‘machine’ hot chocolates in perfectly, that meaning you should put the cup under the machine and press the hot chocolate button once and, when it’s done, press it again for a proper size one. We sat enjoying that and looking at the comings and goings of trains below; the first class lounge here is situated in a first class location.
The train that forms the 12:00 Inverness is booked to start the day at Newcastle and work the Sunderland-Kings Cross in the morning before going ECS to Ferme Park for a bit. Because of this I’d asked for gen on which sets were due to end up at Newcastle overnight and, thanks to LA50041 on the forum I found out that, if there weren’t any set swaps, we’d be getting one of 43257/310 or 43309/315. I had no preference out of either as, with the former both powercars would be cleared for 1000 and with the latter, 309 would be cleared and 315 within 5 miles of clearance but 315 was also on dad’s hit list for 100 miles so I kind of wanted it for him. I soon found out that it would be neither. Looking down at the platforms I saw a window label that was one word and looked like it had a small picture towards the bottom. A photo was taken of it and, zooming in, it showed that the destination was ‘Inverness’ and the picture, as expected, a Highland Stag. The powercar at the London end was just about viewable so I decided to do the same trick with the number: take a photo and zoom in. With that I found out that it was 43206, a powercar that would most definitely be cleared for 1000 as its mileage was on 868: one of my higher ones. I’ve no problem with the thousand-mile clearance but it’s typical that it would have to be that one with its mileage already so close to 1000.
We left the lounge at 11:40 and headed to the platforms via the footbridge.
Waiting for departure by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
43257 and 43310 was in the platform a couple over from our one and we found out that it was instead going to Newark today. The window labels seemed to disagree with each other on that set though, with some also saying Inverness. RTT had already shown that our service would now depart from platform 5 though so it was confirmed as 206’s set. I was actually quite surprised when I saw the number of the powercar at the country end. When dad and I had done our North East Round Robin a month before, 206 had been with 296. I’d expected the powercars would’ve swapped by now but the set,
43296 and
43206 was still going strong. Some photos were got of 296 before we walked back down to the blocks so I could get some photos there before we got on board in coach L and found our reserved seats: 27 and 29. This was a bay of 2 with a table between and I took the backwards-facing seat. I commented on how nice it would’ve been if we’d got EC64, the ex EMT set with the low seat backs (we didn’t) and just after I’d said that I looked over at a set that had just arrived from somewhere and saw that EC64 was now in the platform next to us with 43367 and 43314. Oh well: another time.
Kings Cross by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
A little scruffy by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
Departure was one minute late at 12:01 and I always get a rush when pulling away from Kings Cross heading north with the next stop being York. I do like the Southern ECML until Stevenage, where it gradually starts to get more boring. The run out of the capital was good fun, picking up speed quickly. 1st class food orders were taken quickly on departure, us getting asked what we wanted by a very cheery Newcastle based crewmember around Hornsey. Both dad and I, after looking at the menu, decided to go for the chicken option.
A cold drinks trolley and a snacks trolley (featuring a rather tasty muffin) passed not long after and the announcement that was made indicated that there was no staff shortage on this train and that they were even running a trolley service in standard. It had been reported on the forum multiple times that this was now the exception rather than the rule but it was good to hear that there was a full service in both classes. Our lunches had soon arrived and I was pleased to see that it was only really snack sized having had a massive breakfast only 3 hours ago. It was actually rather tasty with the onions having been done in a rather funky way and was about the right size for my appetite at the time. A speedy run was had away from the constant procession of units in the north London area and we were soon clear of Peterborough, which was passed at speed after seeing 90034 heading south about half an hour late.
The section after Peterborough heading north is rather tedious but I was able to go on the forum as we headed north along with chatting to dad and eating another muffin so it wasn’t as bad as doing it in standard (particularly without company too). We passed the Doncaster thunderbird at Newark while it was waiting to head back to base and were 4-early through Retford. Because of this I had a feeling that we’d be slowed for Doncaster and we unfortunately were. It was a crawl past the yards but we got a yellow signal just in time so didn’t stop. An engineering train was slowly passed on the approach with 67012 and a DBS 66 leading. Number 12 is my second favourite 67 so it was funky to see. It had been on the Inverness portion of the sleeper until recently but had been swapped a week or two before this trip for 67007 so no number 12 for us. Still, 007 was needed for 100 for me and needed outright for dad so that wasn’t a bad one to get.
We crawled through the centre road at Doncaster at just over walking pace with a red signal ahead. Both dad and I were pleased when the power was put on before we came to a stop as it meant that the non-stop run to York was still possible. The 32 miles from Doncaster was completed without stopping so, when we came to a stop in platform 9 at York it was the first one in 188.5 miles. Not too bad at all, really.
The 1st class service continued to be excellent with our friendly staff and we left York 3-late. A fast run was had up to the approach to Darlington where we came to a stop for a couple of minutes before proceeding into the station with a 5-late arrival. The dispatch here at the straight platform was an absolute joke. It took ages, with us eventually leaving over 5 minutes after arrival. You look at how long it used to take to dispatch a slam door train and you look at how long it now takes... Stupidity...
We were oddly pathed through the platform at Durham and went through rather slowly, losing another couple of minutes. This wasn’t good with the single line north of Perth so we just needed to make some up. With a 14-minute booked dwell at Waverley, this should be doable. Newcastle housed the first VTEC thunderbird that we’d seen where it was meant to be all day. The Kings Cross one was notable in its absence and the Donny one at Newark so 67022 was, apparently, the only one where it was meant to be. The dispatch from Newcastle with it’s curved platform was much faster than Darlington and we were away from Newcastle 10-down, having seen a Grand Central tram going through on its way to Sunderland to pick up a 180 diagram that would otherwise be cancelled thanks to a failed 180.
A crew change took place at Newcastle, the new crew not being as friendly as the old crew unfortunately. They weren’t bad but didn’t have the same friendly feel as the crew from London. Another muffin was had on a ‘snacks’ trolley after departing Newcastle and I couldn’t help but notice that the muffins were no longer on the hot drinks trolley as it passed: just that snacks trolley that came through once before Edinburgh.
Arrival at Berwick-upon-Tweed, having enjoyed the excellent approach to the station, was 11 minutes late. Dispatch was fairly quick (stop/start was about two minutes) and we moved slightly down the platform before a very sudden stop occurred. There was no announcement so I decided to head to the vestibule window after a minute or so to see what I could see. The dispatchers were quickly talking with the guard and the doors were unlocked again for a minute or two. We moved off again, successfully this time, with a 14-minute-late departure. The reason for this became apparent in the guards announcement: a passenger tried to open the door as the train was leaving. This was eloquently described by a passenger in the bay of 4 opposite us over the phone in the Perth area as ‘a stupid passenger trying to throw themselves off the train’.
Unfortunately it was beginning to get dark so the view of the coast north of Berwick wasn’t as great is it could have been but was still rather pleasant. With our 14-minute delay I was beginning to get worried that a ‘2Z25’ stopper from Dunbar to Edinburgh, booked to depart at 16:12 from Dunbar, would be let out ahead of us. We were now expected through at 16:13 so it wouldn’t cause much of a delay to hold it. We began slowing on the approach to Dunbar and immediately assumed the worst. The reason for slowing must have been because of a TSR or something like that though because we passed through Dunbar at 16:15 with a pair of 385s sat in the platform waiting to leave on a test train. My first pair too, although it was now too dark to get the numbers.
I noticed, using live rail mapping of the Craigentinny area that the 5G13 ECS for the Fife 68 would be waiting to join the mainline from the suburban as we passed. Definitely one to keep an eye out for as the Fife 68s had been 006 and 030, so two different liveries with the latter being needed for sight. Oddly enough, they decided to let the 68 go out in front of us but this wouldn’t cause any delay to us if they could get it into platform 19 immediately. Unfortunately it seems that it was a stupid decision to put the cat in front of us as the 68 came to a stop a couple of signals outside Waverley. Despite it having had quite a head start to get there we still caught it up and came to a stop one signal away from it. That’s where we stayed for the next 14 minutes because the cat had to wait until booked time to go into the platform (and even then it was a couple of minutes late). By this point the 385s from Dunbar had also joined the queue of things waiting to get into Waverley. A bit of a shambles for sure.
We eventually pulled into Edinburgh Waverley 29 minutes late. All we could do now was hope that we made up some time and that we got a good route on the multiple single line sections north of Perth or it might be a case of having to bail at Aviemore for the sleeper: something which neither of us really wanted to do. We also wanted to make sure that they had time at Waverley to load the food for the section north of Edinburgh. After waiting for 6 minutes in the platform at Waverley we left 21-minutes late, seeing that it was 68030 that had held us up outside the station. At least it was a winner for sight. We had a very slow run out to Haymarket, probably following a stopper, and departure from there was 25 minutes late. With a +41 onto the sleeper at Inverness this was going to be very tight and if missed we’d be in the stickiest situation since sticky the stick insect got stuck on a sticky bun. I decided to post a thread on the forum explaining the circumstances and asking if VTEC would need to put us in a hotel overnight and let us travel on the southbound chieftain back if the connection missed (thanks to everyone who replied). One of the replies was rather surprising, from 43094. It turns out that he was doing exactly the same move and was sat in coach M! I headed from my seat in L through to M to say hi and we decided to try and get a bay of 4 after Perth, where the train would probably empty out. I headed back to L and dinner orders were soon being taken, with a different menu to earlier. This is a rather good idea, swapping menus at Edinburgh on the ones going through to Scotland so people don’t need to have the same menu if traveling from England. The new menu was, in my opinion, much better than the old one and both dad and I went for beef curry (which was the best onboard food I’ve ever had on VTEC), the now obligatory muffin also being grabbed.
RTT kept on being refreshed to see how late we were and we were back to 20-late after Stirling. Alas we were slowed at Dunblane due to a train that terminated there so lost another 4 minutes. Thanks to a dwell at Perth though we were only 21 minutes late from there but it was still nail bitingly close, particularly with the single line sections north of Stanley Junction. We’d need to pass everything in perfect places in order for this to work...
I looked at RTT and it appeared that we’d be in a good position for passing something at Blair Atholl and again at Kingussie. We just had to hope that it’d work out well as this would cost us a few more minutes. Just after leaving Perth we went to join 43094, who now had a bay of 4, and it was a cracking evening run up towards Inverness. We passed through Blair Atholl non-stop, oddly. All 3 of us were expecting to stop there to let a Scotrail unit pass us but then we remembered that the double track started there so there was no need to stop. Excellent news! It’s a shame that it was dark but there was lots of snow up here as seen by the lights from inside the coach reflecting off it. We were in a perfect position to pass another unit at Kingussie and we were soon on the move to Aviemore. The thought was that that one would be the last that we’d need to pass before Inverness but it turned out that there was another due out of Inverness at 20:15 that we’d encounter somewhere between Aviemore and Inverness. If we got held at Carrbridge or even slightly further on then the connection would miss. We decided to go for it anyway and continued beyond Aviemore, just hoping that the connection would make.
In the end the 170 was passed at speed not far out of Inverness. Thank god for that: the connection had made! It didn’t feel like we’d been on the train for 8 hours, as dad had pointed out, and it was excellent to have a catch up with 43094. We arranged to meet in the lounge car on the sleeper after departure and I got the camera out after arrival to get some night photos at Inverness featuring the tram and our shovel for this evening,
67007.
Night-time Chieftain by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
Night-time Chieftain by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
The overnight by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
The overnight by
fishquinn1, on Flickr
After some decent photos had been taken we got checked in and dumped our stuff in the berth, numbers 7 and 8 in coach E (coach number 10519). I do love travelling on the sleeper and one of the funky things about it is the lounge car, which we headed to just after departing Inverness (after popping to the droplight of course, but closing it once I noticed how smoky the clag was looking and not wanting to set the smoke alarms off).
Dad and I got to the lounge car before 43094 and both decided to order hot chocolates. They soon arrived and we randomly talked about funky things, including the idea of having armed lions to protect coaching stock from scroats. Simple lions, we (well, more I) concluded wouldn’t be enough but arming them with high powered machine guns would probably act as a deterrent for some. Don’t worry: I’m not totally crazy...
43094 arrived a few minutes after us and, after a quick look at the menu, decided to go for cheesecake. This sounded like a rather good idea so both dad and I decided to go for it as well but they only had two. Dad instead decided to go for a raspberry based pudding and, when they arrived, both the cheesecake and dad’s raspberry pudding were incredibly tasty (I tried some of dad’s as well). We chatted all the way until Pitlochry, about two hours after getting into the lounge car, and got to witness a rather random act from a member of staff persuading a passenger in the lounge car to have his photo taken while holding up a cardboard cut-out of a Santa hat. The perils of the lounge car, particularly around Christmas

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It was an absolutely cracking evening and I’d like to thank 43094 for making it so enjoyable. We headed back to our berths just before coming to a stop at Pitlochry and the berth dad and I were in was stopped right next to the semaphore signal there. I propped my two pillows up a bit so I could see out of the window and slowly dropped off to sleep at the end of one amazing day.
Day 2
Shovel number 7 headed via Ladybank and the Forth Bridge to get to Edinburgh today because of a line closure between Croy and Stirling. I woke up during a rather violent shunting move at Waverley and, for some unknown reason (all three portions had arrived at Edinburgh either on time or early) it took over an hour for us to depart, doing so 36 minutes late with dud
90016 unfortunately leading. This was the only 90 on the sleeper diagrams at the moment (except the Edinburgh-Carstairs portion) so it was totally booked that we’d end up landing it.
I woke up at a few points on the way south but got to sleep rather quickly again. In the end, the point I got up (and stayed up) was just before we passed through Nuneaton. I just lay in bed for quite a while longer, looking at the outside world as we whizzed through Rugby and Weedon etc. In the Rugby area our orange juices and bit of shortbread arrived and were drunk on the approach to Euston, now back on time. We weren’t stopped at Euston for long before we bailed, 87002 standing over in platform 1 in all its glory as we did so. We stood looking at it for a couple of moments (why couldn’t it have been on our service instead of the rubbish skoda?) before wandering down past 15 coaches to get to the exit of the station.
The two of us wandered over to the Costa on Euston Square (just by the tube stop) and dad ordered a large latte. I didn’t fancy anything at the time so just sat and chatted to dad as he had his coffee. After about 15 minutes we set off on our walk towards Marylebone. It’s quite a nice walk if you go the nice way, although it seems to take less time each time we do it and arrival at Marylebone was about an hour an a half before our train back to Leam, the 10:10, was due to leave. We first headed for brekky at the usual place just opposite Marylebone station. I wanted to check the DVT on the first arrival from Kidderminster first and because it was already in this was no trouble. I was glad to see that it wasn’t 68014 as this would give a 50/50 chance of us getting it back to Leamington later. Either it was on the same turn as the day before or it was ours. I certainly hoped for the latter!
Neither dad nor I fancied our usual massive breakfast so instead decided to go for a sausage and egg sarnie each. This proved to be just what I wanted and was very tasty so I’m certainly glad I went for it. Breakfast didn’t take long to finish so we ended up back at Marylebone station with about an hour until our train (and half an hour before booked arrival). It was decided that we’d wait on the platform and as it was only a few minutes until the second ex Marylebone arrived I’d know if 68014 would be our cat home pretty soon. A silver DVT could soon be seen weaving its way into Marylebone and when the number became clear I was slightly disappointed: 82301. This was the DVT that was with 68014 so no cat 14 for me today. GT was still attached to the stock so I got to see it at least but the honour of taking us back to Leam would now reside with either 008 or 010.
It was a long wait before the service that would form ours arrived. It was running about 10 minutes late on the inbound so we were soon on the platform for about 40 minutes before we could board the set of stock that was currently in the control of
68010. A bay of 4 was got in the front coach and we simply waited for departure, which happened on time at 10:10.
The noise through the tunnels was rather loud and as we crossed the west coast mainline in a gap between tunnels a pair of 350s was passing under. I could get the number of only one and couldn’t believe how unfortunate I must have been to see one of my last two needed for haulage, 350267. The odds of us passing a dez there, let alone me getting the number and it being one of my last two must have been extremely low! It’ll have to land at some point but it’s had a knack at avoiding me for ages; that was actually the first time I’ve seen it in yonks. I can’t even remember the last time I saw 350112, the other one that I need!
We put the brakes on in the Ruislip area and crawled from there onwards. I checked RTT and found out that the reason was due to a delayed Gerrards Cross stopper delaying both us and the 13:05 Oxford. Once we were clear of Gerrards Cross running 11 minutes late we picked speed up again until High Wycombe with our booked stop.
I was rather tired so decided to try and get some sleep while on board. I was successful but woke to some breaking in the Haddenham & Thame Parkway area because of the Oxford’s booked stop. This lead to a 15-minute-late departure from Banbury and we were eventually alighting at Leamington at 11:37, having made up a couple of minutes between Banbury and Leam. The ticket barriers at Leam seemed to be problematic as they were all open with someone fixing a problem; it’d probably be easier to rip them out (and definitely preferable for passengers).
The snow and ice that had been covering the pavements on our walk to the station on Wednesday morning was now mostly gone so despite the additional traffic about now (and there was loads of it for some unknown reason) it was easier to get back to the car than get from the car. The traffic really was oddly busy for mid-day on a Thursday but we were able to leave Leam with only a little delay. The drive home was via the pet shop and we got back between 12:15 and 12:30. A highly memorable trip for sure and thanks to 43094 for putting up with us

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