TRAINS OF THOUGHT
Posted: Sat Mar 09, 2013 1:54 pm
TRAINS OF THOUGHT
I am sure we all have that experience from time to time when one thought leads to another and before long we have drifted far away from the original thought. This often happens on the forums and already in my thread about my new little camera we are learning about LLL’s expectant daughter and that she is babysitting the twins.

This first picture in my camera thread was for no other reason than to include the distant union flag. The ploughed field foreground was of no significance but LLL picked up on this and asked about what crop would be sown. She also said that she remembers preparing soil the hard way by hand (and foot)
The deep furrows in the picture set my mind wandering with thoughts about my dad. My father was a regular soldier mostly in Egypt from 1928 to 1933 when he married and left the army. This is him c1930, aged 22, at Malta en route to Egypt.

He found work, with a local haulage and agricultural contractor, as a driver. They were required to take on various tasks and when the company was providing a ploughing service with its steam traction engines, my father would join the team.
As a reservist, he was recalled into the army in 1939. We lived on the rural outskirts of town and I clearly remember seeing the traction engines ploughing the nearby fields in the early war years. Fascinating to watch these giants, one each side of the field winch hauling a six or seven shear plough across the field. The plough then tilted to lower another set of shears facing in the opposite direction. The other engine would then haul it back. This video shows how it used to work.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/local/kent/hi/fro ... 330293.stm
The engines tended to be Fowlers or Avelings. Aveling & Porter traction engines were built at Rochester on the Medway in Kent. This is the oldest surviving 1871 A & P engine now in the science museum. The other picture is the prancing horse, emblem of Kent that is on the front of all Kent built engines.

At this point I resorted to Google and amongst the Aveling & Porter entries I found this picture of Fred Dibnahs 1912 Aveling & Porter carrying his coffin to his funeral in 2004.

Fred was one of those wonderful characters that make their way into the media from time to time. He was a steeplejack by trade and TV programs showed him climbing chimneys and towers with heart stopping confidence. He moved on to demolish many old chimneys from our industrial heritage and his excitement on those occasions was infectious.
He had a great love of Victorian engineering, steam power in particular. He purchased and fully restored his own A & P steam traction engine and, the year before he died, made a series of TV programs about Britains Industrial Heritage travelling much of the time on his beloved steam engine.
So it seemed appropriate that that same steam engine should carry him on his final journey. RIP Fred Dibnah…..one of Britains great characters.
So there we are, a train of thought that took me from buying my new little camera to the funeral of Fred Dibnah and some family and childhood thoughts in between.
Just thought I would share my TRAIN OF THOUGHT on this dull grey Saturday..
I am sure we all have that experience from time to time when one thought leads to another and before long we have drifted far away from the original thought. This often happens on the forums and already in my thread about my new little camera we are learning about LLL’s expectant daughter and that she is babysitting the twins.
This first picture in my camera thread was for no other reason than to include the distant union flag. The ploughed field foreground was of no significance but LLL picked up on this and asked about what crop would be sown. She also said that she remembers preparing soil the hard way by hand (and foot)
The deep furrows in the picture set my mind wandering with thoughts about my dad. My father was a regular soldier mostly in Egypt from 1928 to 1933 when he married and left the army. This is him c1930, aged 22, at Malta en route to Egypt.
He found work, with a local haulage and agricultural contractor, as a driver. They were required to take on various tasks and when the company was providing a ploughing service with its steam traction engines, my father would join the team.
As a reservist, he was recalled into the army in 1939. We lived on the rural outskirts of town and I clearly remember seeing the traction engines ploughing the nearby fields in the early war years. Fascinating to watch these giants, one each side of the field winch hauling a six or seven shear plough across the field. The plough then tilted to lower another set of shears facing in the opposite direction. The other engine would then haul it back. This video shows how it used to work.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/local/kent/hi/fro ... 330293.stm
The engines tended to be Fowlers or Avelings. Aveling & Porter traction engines were built at Rochester on the Medway in Kent. This is the oldest surviving 1871 A & P engine now in the science museum. The other picture is the prancing horse, emblem of Kent that is on the front of all Kent built engines.
At this point I resorted to Google and amongst the Aveling & Porter entries I found this picture of Fred Dibnahs 1912 Aveling & Porter carrying his coffin to his funeral in 2004.
Fred was one of those wonderful characters that make their way into the media from time to time. He was a steeplejack by trade and TV programs showed him climbing chimneys and towers with heart stopping confidence. He moved on to demolish many old chimneys from our industrial heritage and his excitement on those occasions was infectious.
He had a great love of Victorian engineering, steam power in particular. He purchased and fully restored his own A & P steam traction engine and, the year before he died, made a series of TV programs about Britains Industrial Heritage travelling much of the time on his beloved steam engine.
So it seemed appropriate that that same steam engine should carry him on his final journey. RIP Fred Dibnah…..one of Britains great characters.
So there we are, a train of thought that took me from buying my new little camera to the funeral of Fred Dibnah and some family and childhood thoughts in between.
Just thought I would share my TRAIN OF THOUGHT on this dull grey Saturday..