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Malcolm
More History
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More History
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any idea what the destination of the train at kx.??
i also noted at the left of the picture a sign which looks like it is part of the word australia was it a shop or to do with emigration??
at least then you could read all the station signs at a distance.
i also noted at the left of the picture a sign which looks like it is part of the word australia was it a shop or to do with emigration??
at least then you could read all the station signs at a distance.
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I think if you look closely you'll find that the train waiting to dept KX is the Flying Scotsman.third-rail wrote:any idea what the destination of the train at kx.??
i also noted at the left of the picture a sign which looks like it is part of the word australia was it a shop or to do with emigration??
at least then you could read all the station signs at a distance.
Malcolm
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oops! never thought about the time
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The Palace Gates push pull photo looks like it's at Seven Sisters.
This runaway train was from Palace Gates North London which was a
place where I sometimes worked whilst firing at Enfield.
Runaway Train from Palace Gates
Palace Gates is a spur-line railway station in the drab reaches of
London's northern suburbs. The little two-coach train which
invariably leaves at 10:15 for Seven Sisters, where commuters
invariably set down at 10:21 on the dot, transfer to the main line
to London's financial district. With a few minutes to spare, Driver
Percy Playle and his fireman left the cab for a quick cup of tea.
While they were gone, at exactly 10:14, the ancient steam engine
began to huff & puff, and without a human soul aboard, the little
train slowly pulled out of Palace Gates.
The fireman gave chase, but the train hit a downgrade, soon
outdistanced him. Driver Playle rushed to the telephone to warn
stations down the line. There were passengers waiting at Noel Park,
three-quarters of a mile away, but the little train puffed past
them. Half a mile farther it whipped through West Green. In the next
mile it picked up more speed, but just outside Seven Sisters a steep
upgrade slowed it down. It puffed into Seven Sisters at eight miles
an hour.
Station Foreman George Buckland took a flying leap into the cab,
pulled hard on the air brake. The little train slowed down, came to
rest just where it should, at the end of the Seven Sisters platform.
Time: 10:21 on the dot. Down the snow-covered track from Palace
Gates came panting Driver Playle and his fireman. They had made the
it in 16 minutes. At Seven Sisters a lone passenger got in.
The little train, once more under human control, pulled out for the
return trip to Palace Gates.
Said a British Railways official: "It was just one of those things."
This runaway train was from Palace Gates North London which was a
place where I sometimes worked whilst firing at Enfield.
Runaway Train from Palace Gates
Palace Gates is a spur-line railway station in the drab reaches of
London's northern suburbs. The little two-coach train which
invariably leaves at 10:15 for Seven Sisters, where commuters
invariably set down at 10:21 on the dot, transfer to the main line
to London's financial district. With a few minutes to spare, Driver
Percy Playle and his fireman left the cab for a quick cup of tea.
While they were gone, at exactly 10:14, the ancient steam engine
began to huff & puff, and without a human soul aboard, the little
train slowly pulled out of Palace Gates.
The fireman gave chase, but the train hit a downgrade, soon
outdistanced him. Driver Playle rushed to the telephone to warn
stations down the line. There were passengers waiting at Noel Park,
three-quarters of a mile away, but the little train puffed past
them. Half a mile farther it whipped through West Green. In the next
mile it picked up more speed, but just outside Seven Sisters a steep
upgrade slowed it down. It puffed into Seven Sisters at eight miles
an hour.
Station Foreman George Buckland took a flying leap into the cab,
pulled hard on the air brake. The little train slowed down, came to
rest just where it should, at the end of the Seven Sisters platform.
Time: 10:21 on the dot. Down the snow-covered track from Palace
Gates came panting Driver Playle and his fireman. They had made the
it in 16 minutes. At Seven Sisters a lone passenger got in.
The little train, once more under human control, pulled out for the
return trip to Palace Gates.
Said a British Railways official: "It was just one of those things."
Ex fireman Enfield & Kings Cross.
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George buckland is my grandad.
My dad has told me this story a few times.
My dad was at home whe news reporters knocked on the door asking about what had happened to which knowbody knew apart from my grandad who was at home and had not said anything about it even to my nan.
He received a clock as a thank you from lner for stopping the train that could of caused a major dissaster .
My dad has told me this story a few times.
My dad was at home whe news reporters knocked on the door asking about what had happened to which knowbody knew apart from my grandad who was at home and had not said anything about it even to my nan.
He received a clock as a thank you from lner for stopping the train that could of caused a major dissaster .