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Previously on "Something's going on at St Pancras station"
Welcome to London, this is a regular occurence. Bank and Waterloo stations often have this problem and earlier this year the tube often didn't stop at St P for the same problem.
Thankfully I don't have to deal with that any more
Not for the whole of St Pancras. First time for a year that I've been around.
This was before he was "too" deaf. I was stood next to him at the bar, didn't realise who he was until I ordered a pint and he said "I recognise that accent!" I turned round looked at him and said something like "Bloody hell, Eric Sykes! Fancy a pint?" - He was born in my home town but we'd never met before. We had a couple of beers and chewed the fat, two "Northeners Abroad" as it were.
All in all a pleasant interlude while waiting for a train.
Churchy is from Owdham! Eric was born near the Mucky Brows weren't he?
Eric Sykes is a God, I love his joke that goes;
We were so poor when I was a lad, I didn't have any clothes at all. When I was nine my dad bought me a cap so I could look out of the window......
What a load of cack. I've practically lived there for the last year and it copes with anything.
Something's happened (or there's intell that something might happen), you mark my words...
Welcome to London, this is a regular occurence. Bank and Waterloo stations often have this problem and earlier this year the tube often didn't stop at St P for the same problem.
Thankfully I don't have to deal with that any more
Leeds station was closed for that reason a couple of months ago. A signal failure just before the evening rush hour meant that ALL trains were cancelled.
Police ended up pulling the gates across the entrance
Yorkshire seems to be a hateful place for trains.
I once visited a friend just south of sheffield on a train. On the way back, during the week, myself and other passengers waited from around midday till gone 4pm for a train to arrive, never did, no explanation why. We had to end up getting a train replacement bus back up to sheffield, to then be told they were having signalling problems and wait around a couple more hours just to get back over the pennines to manchester.
It made the west coast delays and bus replacement services look like a minor inconveinience/picnic.
I'm going back to the BedPan days before the Brighton connection was re-opened. It had 7 platforms and was very dark.
Indeed - one of the things that parochial denizens of the south and particularly our hideous capital always seemed to be inordinately interested in was which station I'd arrived into.
In those days few seemed to have heard of St Pancras and the few that did sneered. I put this down to the fact that trains didn't serve much of the awful commuter belt around London. I love the place now and what they have done with it and I tip my hat to Sir John for saving it.
This was before he was "too" deaf. I was stood next to him at the bar, didn't realise who he was until I ordered a pint and he said "I recognise that accent!" I turned round looked at him and said something like "Bloody hell, Eric Sykes! Fancy a pint?" - He was born in my home town but we'd never met before. We had a couple of beers and chewed the fat, two "Northeners Abroad" as it were.
All in all a pleasant interlude while waiting for a train.
I had a similar thing happen to me, but with Norman Tebbit.
Just checked, and Eric Sykes is still alive. Age 88.
I thought he would have been dead years ago..
I'm going back to the BedPan days before the Brighton connection was re-opened. It had 7 platforms and was very dark.
This was before he was "too" deaf. I was stood next to him at the bar, didn't realise who he was until I ordered a pint and he said "I recognise that accent!" I turned round looked at him and said something like "Bloody hell, Eric Sykes! Fancy a pint?" - He was born in my home town but we'd never met before. We had a couple of beers and chewed the fat, two "Northeners Abroad" as it were.
All in all a pleasant interlude while waiting for a train.
What a load of cack. I've practically lived there for the last year and it copes with anything.
Something's happened (or there's intell that something might happen), you mark my words...
Only time I've seen any problems was when Gatwick & Heathrow were closed due to snow and everyone diverted to StP to try and get on a Eurostar meaning queues around the block!
Even then the station was open and domestic services ran
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