“Singin’ on the Train”

 

“Singin’ on the Train”

Carlton Male Voice Choir at the Severn Valley Railway, Saturday 16^th August 2025

This was quite an organisational feat and a carefully choreographed operation mounted by the heritage line. Seven male voice choirs from different parts of the country descended on the SVR for a feast of sound. That was in addition to a lot of chuffing from steam loco No. 4930 Hagley Hall and some serious throbbing and whirring from diesels D1062 Western Courier and the “Teddy Bear” Class 14, all providing interludes between the performances and transport to the various singing venues.

The wonderful recreation of a Great Western Railway country terminus at Kidderminster provided the focal point of the day, both starting off and later winding up the event under the glass canopy, which certainly didn’t detract from a sound quality angle. The Engine House at Highley, which serves as the SVR’s large exhibits museum, provided venue number two for the choir, and after that it was all aboard once more to the end of the line at Bridgnorth for a further performance on the station approach. Then it was straight back to Kidderminster for the finale, eventually involving all the choirs together.

By the end of the day, members of the Carlton Male Voice Choir had sung for a total of one hour thirty-six minutes and forty seconds, during which time they had run through twenty-seven different songs, according to their brief. That was in addition to any impromptu entertainment that was likely to break out in transit. There was even the possibility of a few more numbers at the end of the day for those who stuck it out for the advertised Afterglow repertoire session at the King and Castle pub on the station site, by which time participants would have been on active duty for over nine hours. With at least two hours outwards from Nottingham and the same back home again, that certainly counts as a full day out by anyone’s standards.

Our little party of fans tracked the Carlton crew throughout. The canopy above the concourse at Kidderminster station softens the direct sunlight and provided a splendid location for the initial set. At this point, I made a diversion to the adjacent Kidderminster Railway Museum for the Preview of the Guild of Railway Artists’ annual Railart exhibition, to which I had also coincidentally been invited and which I'm happy to recommend. It is open until Sunday 28^th September. Two old friends greeted each other in front of the pictures in the hall. “Hello. How are you getting on?” “Oh, I’m fine, thanks. Haven’t been to hospital since yesterday.”

I caught the 2.00 from Kiddy to catch up with the choir, who were having their lunch at Highley prior to singing at 2.45. Oh dear. We were going to be late away but no explanation was provided as to why, so I found an attendant. “An issue on the dining car, sir. Soon as we sort it, we’ll be off.” I envisaged one of the cake-stands I’d seen being carefully loaded on board on a trolley in preparation for afternoon tea collapsing and spilling scones and eclairs all over the carriage floor. By this time the habitual moaners in our carriage were going into overdrive and the guard was getting it in the neck about how a missed connection at Bridgnorth was going to ruin the rest of their lives. The guy opposite me started recording the encounter on his mobile phone, which momentarily struck me as quite a good idea, though actually I’m not that brave. The whistle was blown and the flag finally waved at 2.17. We were back on track and I would be at Highley in time for the choir’s next performance, after all. A uniformed SVR volunteer hurried through the coach armed with a dustpan and a long brush, more or less confirming my cake-stand theory.

After the Highley performance there was still time for a cup of tea or an ice cream before catching the 16.06 to the northern terminus. There is a nice café up the stairs at the Engine House, along with a spacious balcony to watch the trains go by. The Western diesel did the honours to prove the point, while we chatted outside with some members of the choir. The railway was new ground for them, but they were appreciative of the beautiful scenery in the Severn valley and the professionalism of the set-up on the railway, which like most heritage lines depends largely on the goodwill of volunteers of all ages for its continued survival. They were pleased to have been well-received and thought they had done enough to be invited back to what has apparently now become a regular part of the railway’s annual calendar.  

Onwards again to the early evening slot at Bridgnorth in the courtyard at the front of the station. The railway has extended the adjoining pub and refreshment area here in recent times and picnic tables are provided for just such moments, during this warm summer of ’25. Local bikers, dog walkers using the footbridge to the nearby town centre and regular pub-goers enjoying an early evening pint were amongst the crowd being serenaded and it was striking how appropriate the song selection process had been and how pleased the largely spontaneous audience was to hear so many recognisable offerings. Main man, Ian, skilfully switched from conductor to presenter and back again. His relaxed and friendly demeanour won the audience over with ease. Right on cue, drinks magically appeared for the two soloists, then it was back on board the train for the last leg of the journey to Kidderminster.

Our day out was coming to a close. The rest of the family headed for the nearest chip shop, which happened to be opposite the station. The board outside showing opening times thoughtfully announced its “Gluten Free Wednesdays!”, except that it was Saturday, so a long wait for gluten-free batter if that was a requirement. We had chosen, instead, the first pub serving food that we came to on Kidderminster’s urban fringe, so we can recommend The Swan at Blakedown for some excellent pub grub, friendly and speedy service and all at a reasonable price. Our excursion was complete. On the drive home, I wondered if Ian - or anyone else for that matter - had noticed my enthusiastic rendition of the “Oh-Oh-Oh, Oh-Oh-Oh” in the bridge of the choir’s version of Coldplay’s Viva La Vida. I was pretty sure that it was impressively in tune, throughout, as a matter of fact.

Railart 2025

The Guild of Railway Artists’ annual Railart exhibition at Kidderminster Railway Museum on the Severn Valley Railway was opened by Les Ross on Saturday 16^th August. Les made his name as a DJ in the Birmingham area. He is a life-long railway enthusiast and has his own Class 86 electric locomotive, which operates charter trains on the West Coast Main Line. Sixty-six paintings by contemporary railway artists were listed in the colour catalogue for the exhibition, which runs until the 28^th September. The display includes work by GRA fellows, John Austin, Malcolm Root and Philip D Hawkins. Notably, this time Rob Rowland also made it to the top table, which welcomes visitors as they enter the exhibition from the top of the staircase. Rob’s painting, Shut Lane, Moor Street, Birmingham, is high-lighted on the back cover of the catalogue.

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France Revisited

Its some time since we had last been in France. Staying on a French campsite was something we did a lot of in times past, but a generation on, we were now back again. Although we had driven down to Aquitaine, thoughts naturally turned to our nearest railway line. This was the overhead electrified single line up the peninsula from Bordeaux to Pointe de Grave, which is the ferry port for Royan across the mouth of the Gironde estuary. Modern, colourful, 3-car EMUs brought part of the family to meet us at our local station of Soulac sur Mer. The next station north from here was at Le Verdun. Former freight branch lines peeled off from here to the nearby harbourside, as well as to the inner estuary, but the abundance of rusty rails suggested a serious lack of use in recent times.

“And the winner is….”

Art UK recently ran a competition with Railway 200 to celebrate the best artistic depictions of the railway. They scoured the resources at the NRM and provincial art galleries nationwide to come up with their top two hundred entries. These were then whittled down to a top 20 by public vote and subsequently the winners were announced after further voting from the shortlist. The winner was Train Landscape by Eric Ravilious. Second was Rain Steam and Speed by JMW Turner and in third place was David Shepherd’s Service by Night.

Art UK do a great job in bringing a vast array of original artwork to the public view via their website and many artists have given permission their work to be included there. However, in this instance its worth mentioning that a lot of extremely good railway artwork was presumably excluded from the process because it is not on public display or owned by galleries around the country. Consequently, contemporary work of high order by Barry Price, Don Breckon, Rob Rowland and Barry Freeman does not feature, and even some reputable historical figures like James Tissot have been overlooked.   

Nevertheless, I enjoyed sifting through the list and finding artists who were new to me and some attractive paintings that I would otherwise be unlikely to have come across. As for the winner, the back story is fascinating and can be followed online. If you want to see the real thing you need to go to Aberdeen Art Gallery, where, UK Art added on their web page, “it has now been placed on public display”, suggesting that maybe it had been languishing in a vault somewhere until the spotlight had suddenly descended on the Granite City - but perhaps I’m doing them a dis-service here.

“When a man is tired of London….”

 

Not yet, anyway! Primarily this time for Neil Young at Hyde Park, and after escaping from the heat outside with JMW Turner at Tate Britain the next day, we ended up at the redeveloped landscape behind Kings Cross and St Pancras stations. I never got to 34A Kings Cross sheds, nor the portals of Copenhagen tunnel and its surrounding streets where the Ealing Comedy, The Ladykillers, was filmed. It’s also taken us some time to get there after renewal, though I’d been told it was well worth a visit.

The land north of and between the approaches to Kings Cross and St Pancras had been railway land since the mid-nineteenth century. The goods yards and sidings of the Great Northern Railway included warehouses, gasometers and coal drops, where goods trains arrived from the Yorkshire collieries on the upper levels and dumped their coal onto the carts [and later the lorries] below. Coal also went to make coal gas, which was stored in grey, cylindrical gasometers, once a common feature of most towns and cities. Coal was also distributed along the Regents Canal, connected to the Grand Union Canal at Little Venice, beyond Paddington station.  

In a major renewal programme begun at the start of the present century, the old has been impressively incorporated into the new in a series of imaginative designs. The canal provides a leisure walkway and barge rides, the gasometer frames are now wrapped around modern apartments, high-tech’ office blocks provide employment, and the coal drops, themselves, have been preserved and adapted to attract top-end retailers, bars and restaurants. The tree-lined square that sits between the canal bridge and these redevelopments has plentiful seating, an outsize TV screen [showing an embarrassingly one-way Wimbledon ladies final on the afternoon that we were there], paved areas with fountains to the delight of the children getting thoroughly soaked on a hot summer’s day, outdoor art displays – currently a summer seaside photographic exhibition, and all surrounded by lively bars and cafes. I found the whole scene most uplifting. What a triumph it is, showing just what can be done where there is a determination to retain important elements of our built history and at the same time bringing new opportunities to formerly run-down inner urban areas and successfully breathing new life into forgotten corners of our old cities. 

   

Colwick

 In April 1969, we called in at Colwick on our way home from overnights at youth hostels in Lincoln and Grantham. If my memory serves me, there was nothing on the sheds except one diesel shunter. The former sprawling yards that had been a hive of activity in the days of steam just a few years beforehand were silent and deserted. Many of the former sidings were then replaced with a retail park and the old shed site is now a Lidl. A couple of years ago, however, Boden Rail Engineering developed a facility adjacent to the Netherfield lagoons wildlife reserve, at the end of a spur connecting the new sheds to the Nottingham to Grantham line just before the Trent crossing. Railway maintenance had returned to Colwick. As with Leeds Midland Road depot, as a visitor one is hardly made to feel welcome. The same warning signs, gates and robust high fencing surround the site, which is also physically closed off at its single track access point on the spur. Boden Rail looks after Colas locomotives from classes 37, 56 and 70. Two superfluous Class 60s, Nos. 60057 and 60075, are also parked up there. Nos. 37099 and 56087 were also visible on recent visits.