Photo-a-Day  (Saturday, 16th July, 2022)

Good grief ! Its as bad as Greece !

The person sitting opposite me eating his toast & drinking his tea reckons its a very good image & you have to have a clever mind to see it....there you go Dennis !

Just as well it wasn’t like that in my train spotting days. We children would have had difficulty seeing the numbers. Halcyon days, perched on the parapet expecting Rev. Stoneley to come riding past on his bike, sometimes asking if anything exciting had been noted. Never a word concerning the possible dangers we could have been in.

They might look like a mess but they give us a excellent rail service in and out of Wigan.

Wow, must have been very large spider.

Nice one, Dennis.

I like this one Dennis . Things have definitely got a tad more complex since the ' Catch Me Who Can ' achieved a dizzying 12 mph .

You were lucky to get a word at all from Rev, Stoneley at all, Anne, whether it was concerning danger or anything else! In the town where the Heinz factory is situated, is this Wigan' s very own Spaghetti Junction?

This photo takes me back to the year of 1964, the first time I left Wigan on a train to London and then onto Brighton with my dearly departed mother and father.
It was to attend my brothers wedding and when we got to London Euston I noticed that the train engine was named the Royal Scot

Helen, the person sitting opposite you is either a man of outstanding intellect, or, he knows how to get his tea and toast made for him every morning!
First rule of married life… never fall out with the missus until you’ve had your breakfast.

Hi Wigan Mick, Yes there was a locomotive called Royal Scot, but also
a daily train service from Glasgow Central to London Euston via Wigan
North Western called Royal Scot, irrespective of the name of the engine
that was pulling it. Cheers, Ray.

Hi Mick , I left Wigan at 23 , to find work in London . When someone mentions London Euston , it always resonates with me . Being born and bred in Wigan , London was like a different planet to me . Enjoy your day Mick .
Ray , I always enjoy your posts . You have huge knowledge , but always deliver it with gentle humility . This shows someone with great depth of heart and understanding that the best knowledge is the shared knowledge.

Marky, Thank you for your kind comments. I am just an ordinary bloke,
and if I can share some of my knowledge, then I will. However, most of
my knowledge has transport connections, having been a HGV driver
from the age of 21 through until 71, but always interested in other forms
of transport, particularly railways. Cheers, Ray.

MICK IN GIB - LATEST.
The head of my information team , ms. Gloria Looselips , whose principal responsibility is to inform me of stuff , informs me that the Gibraltarian minister of informing folk of stuff has recently informed her that Mick is relocating to the rock.

The telegram informing her of this information reads as follows:

BYRNE’S APPLICATION AS FERAL APE CONTROL OPERATIVE SUCCESSFUL -(STOP)-EXPERIENCE GAINED ON WW COMMUNICATE MAKES HIM PERFECT CANDIDATE -(STOP)-
STOP LOOK AND LISTEN AS TRAIN MAY BE APPROACHING -(STOP).

Just another bit of useless info……Stop.

That "Gibraltarian minister of informing folk of stuff" must be pretty thick. Everybody knows that there are no "feral apes" in Gibraltar.

There’s one or two down King Street every weekend James.
There, their or they’re a bit of a headache for the Plodology. So much so that the Plod tend to stay in there, their or they’re thick walled compound near Robin Park, where, were or wear they sup tay and play cards all day.

Ee, bye gum Ozy! Gloria Looselips! The mind boggles!

Definitely wires can get crossed (pardon the pun!) - between the meanings of ‘wild’ and ‘feral’… the Barbary Apes are usually classed as ‘wild’ even though they do have human contact and don’t live in the wild. Humans feed them so does that mean if they didn’t would they become ‘feral’? Just a thought…interesting….

In a nutshell Dtease….hahaha.

Veronica, I see I'm posting over your head again.
I wasn't referring to the word "feral", I was pointing out that there are no apes in Gibraltar.

BUT they are known as Barbary APES James even if they are classified as monkeys. There’s the rub!
(if we are being pedantic)…

Which , as per usual , we are Veebs.

Somewhere, in a broken down building, at the end of a long ,dark and dusty corridor there is a little office and in that office lives a wild eyed, long haired old man who as never seen daylight for many years.
This old man’s sole purpose in life is to retain, in his head, what all these wires and cables are meant to do and what they are for.
If we could only persuade this old man to stand for Prime Minister we could sack all the other numpties and all our problems would be over.

Bill Eatock ( I think) posted a similar photo a few years ago. I think Bill titled his upload "A Tangled Mess"

Thank you for reminding me of that one, Lynne. You've obviously got a much better memory than I have! I uploaded that one in 2011. https://www.wiganworld.co.uk/photoaday.php?photo=2011-11-15