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Driving into Derby last Saturday, from Ashby by way of the Swarkestone Bridge, I was perturbed by this rather disturbing sign: [Embedded link to Wikimedia Commons.] See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Allenton_hippopotamus.

Don't push, pull: [Embedded link to catalogue thumbnail of MRSC 69343.] Not that there's that much wrong with pushing: [Embedded link to catalogue thumbnail of MRSC 61647.] Though most of the photos of singles double-heading show them working in pairs, which makes one pine for a Johnson Atlantic... [Embedded link to catalogue thumbnail of MRSC 66714.]

Steam?

Due to the lights and the works being the responsibility of different contractors?

That was in the days when schools could afford class sets of textbooks. Handouts are a false economy - the economics of poverty, locked into spending more because one doesn't have the capital to afford that which would save money in the long run.

One thousand pages and this is the level we're at?

Intended.

Oh dear.

Looks suspiciously like a scene from James Cameron's Titanic?

Far from it. Yellow Submarine was the first piece of popular music of which I was really aware, though it was not until quite a few years later that I learned that it was by the Beatles. I wasn't two when it came out.

As far as I'm concerned, mid-December 1964 was the turning point.

All I know is that half of Lexi's former vicar went to be vicar of Horbury Junction while the other half became a Canon of Wakefield Cathedral.

Normanton is perhaps the real biggie you've missed - a small mining village between Wakefield and Castleford but the junction of the Manchester & Leeds (later L&Y) and York & North Midland (later NER) with the North Midland and the home to major refreshment rooms with the traditional half-hour luncheon interval for the day Scotch expresses from the opening of the S&C in 1876 to the introduction of dining carriages in 1893. I can't off-hand think of any places on the Midland that took their name from the railway, unlike Horbury Junction on the L&Y not far from Normanton, home to Charles Roberts Ltd. - though I suppose there must have been a Horbury for the Junction to take its name from.

Like many vocational jobs, the satisfaction gained by doing it has been screwed out of the system by management and process.

There was one issue maybe a couple of years ago that carried adverts for three exhibitions, two of which had taken place by the time the magazine was published, or at least, distributed to subscribers, and one of which was the following weekend (as far as I recall); and indeed to be fair it has been much better of late.

Ah, yes, the MRJ approach to exhibition advertising...

Good. Still alive then. I have the impression that attending shows takes up a lot of time and energy. Evidently it's commercially worth-while but it must impact on the mail order side of things, to say nothing of production.

Listed as a trader at the York show over the Easter weekend. Were they there?

I'm now speculating on the military uses of French Maids' outfits. An extension of the use of the kilt by the Third Foot and Mouth?

That's a General Election, isn't it?

Plus ca change...

Holy mackerel! What a shoal of cod spellings and red herrings - clickbait not whitebait.

That is indeed the classic position, as expressed by Edmund Burke: https://press-pubs.uchicago.edu/founders/documents/v1ch13s7.html This position was more radically expressed by one of his contemporaries, whose contempt for the opinions of his electors was compounded by his boast of the liberties he had taken with their wives - unfortunately I've not been able to track the quote down.

GIGO applies. As it is us the electorate that is responsible for the GI, we have only ourselves to blame for the GO.