{"id":676,"date":"2012-11-20T15:17:42","date_gmt":"2012-11-20T15:17:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/xislblogs.xtreamlab.net\/slwoods\/?p=676"},"modified":"2012-11-20T15:54:20","modified_gmt":"2012-11-20T15:54:20","slug":"trains-of-thought","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/?p=676","title":{"rendered":"Trains of thought"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As I never learnt to drive, I&#8217;m reliant for getting around on my own motive power or the use of public transport, particularly trains.<\/p>\n<p>To the best of my knowledge I&#8217;ve been using the railway for some five decades now, starting from my earliest recollections of junior school trips in the early 1960s to <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Whipsnade_Zoo\">Whipsnade Zoo<\/a> and <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/London_Heathrow_Airport\">London Heathrow Airport<\/a> hauled by steam locomotive.<\/p>\n<p>Train travel has changed immensely since my early days. Trains themselves no longer carry mail or parcels and there&#8217;s no such thing as the guard&#8217;s van either, where the mail and parcels were stowed along with wicker baskets of racing pigeons.<\/p>\n<p>Train announcements have likewise mutated. Nowadays, they are bland and sound like they&#8217;ve been cobbled together in a studio, rather than delivered live by a live human being. My all-time favourite was that of a now long-gone male announcer at <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nationalrail.co.uk\/stations\/bri.html\">Bristol Temple Meads<\/a>. When on duty, he announced the impending departure of any service with the words: &#8220;The X train on platform Y is now ready to depart. Close the doors and stand clear, please!&#8221; Announcements of this kind have now been rendered redundant by the introduction of centralised carriage door locking, which is activated some 30 seconds or more before departure.<\/p>\n<p>The language of the railways has changed over the decades too. The guard &#8211; a member of the proletariat &#8211; has been superseded by the modern &#8216;train manager&#8217;; presumably letting British management, a well known industrial disease, have charge of trains is a continuing reason for their failing to run to timetable. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>If you go looking for refreshment, the good old buffet car has gone, replaced by the bland, utilitarian &#8216;shop&#8217;. Who&#8217;s there to serve you? Not the steward: he or she has been replaced by a lumpen, jargon-ridden creature called the customer service host. How appetising. Talking of food, when was the last time passengers (sorry, &#8216;customers&#8217; in the shiny newspeak of the train operating companies) saw a restaurant car?<\/p>\n<p>When on the train one can always spot the &#8216;train managers&#8217; who started their working lives as guards or ticket collectors by their announcements over the speaker system: these are the ones whose trains &#8220;arrive at&#8221; the station, rather than the grammatically incorrect &#8220;arrive into&#8221;(on this side of the Atlantic at least; US aircraft frequently do this at their destinations).<\/p>\n<p>Bon voyage!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I never learnt to drive, I&#8217;m reliant for getting around on my own motive power or the use of public transport, particularly trains. To the best of my knowledge I&#8217;ve been using the railway for some five decades now, starting from my earliest recollections of junior school trips in the early 1960s to Whipsnade [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":20,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13,3],"tags":[16],"class_list":["post-676","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bristol","category-translation-and-language-related-matters","tag-english-usage"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/676","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/20"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=676"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/676\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":686,"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/676\/revisions\/686"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=676"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=676"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.slwoods.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=676"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}