No, no, Bill. 'trouser lock, half nelson, forearm smash'. It's developed from a number of wrestling moves and almost assures one that clothing will remain dry, and that no contact will be made with the armitage shanks crockery. Otherwise, a most amusing story. I'm hoping the current Mrs PFX will not decide to recount something similar in later years!
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No, no, Bill. 'trouser lock, half nelson, forearm smash'. It's developed from a number of wrestling moves and almost assures one that clothing will remain dry, and that no contact will be made with the armitage shanks crockery. Otherwise, a most amusing story. I'm hoping the current Mrs PFX will not decide to recount something similar in later years!
Hi everybody.
I find it very strange how everybody seems to be repelled at the thought of any part of their anatomy touching the “Daulton China” in a public convenience especially if it is rail mounted and yet will happily touch other items where the situation is probably far worse.
As an example, I have been back out on the Somerset levels today again as a volunteer collecting up sandbags that were used in the floods. My part is fairly easy now as I only have to drive a curtain side truck with a Hiab craine on the rear which i use to lift pallets that other much younger volunteers have physically lifted and stacked the often highly contaminated sandbags on .
This morning we collected from a farm where many sandbags had been used to seal off a flooded slurry pit so they absolutely stunk to high heaven. We all have full protective clothing so there is only very limited risk, but once the pallets are on the flatbed the sandbags where very close to our faces while we strapped them down and yet nobody seemed too repelled by the situation.
When we finished and where having a chat somebody remarked on the pong coming from the truck and thinking of this thread I said “it is not half as bad as that which comes from a public convenience toilet especially on a train, I bet you wouldn’t touch the Thomas crappers on of them”. Everybody went EEHHHH, no way, that is disgusting and similar comments,
So, what is it about the thought of touching the “Daulton China” on a rail mounted public convenience that so violently respells even the hardiest of souls? It just does not make sense……or does it (LOL)
Bill
I find it very strange how everybody seems to be repelled at the thought of any part of their anatomy touching the “Daulton China” in a public convenience especially if it is rail mounted and yet will happily touch other items where the situation is probably far worse.
As an example, I have been back out on the Somerset levels today again as a volunteer collecting up sandbags that were used in the floods. My part is fairly easy now as I only have to drive a curtain side truck with a Hiab craine on the rear which i use to lift pallets that other much younger volunteers have physically lifted and stacked the often highly contaminated sandbags on .
This morning we collected from a farm where many sandbags had been used to seal off a flooded slurry pit so they absolutely stunk to high heaven. We all have full protective clothing so there is only very limited risk, but once the pallets are on the flatbed the sandbags where very close to our faces while we strapped them down and yet nobody seemed too repelled by the situation.
When we finished and where having a chat somebody remarked on the pong coming from the truck and thinking of this thread I said “it is not half as bad as that which comes from a public convenience toilet especially on a train, I bet you wouldn’t touch the Thomas crappers on of them”. Everybody went EEHHHH, no way, that is disgusting and similar comments,
So, what is it about the thought of touching the “Daulton China” on a rail mounted public convenience that so violently respells even the hardiest of souls? It just does not make sense……or does it (LOL)
Bill
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I seem to recall that 'damaging the dunny' was a similar term when I lived in NZ. I could be wrong though.
Personally, I probably have quite a high tolerance of smells of an effluent nature, being a culchie and thus, no stranger to the spraying of slurry on the fields. Notably, townie types find the smell repulsive.
Personally, I probably have quite a high tolerance of smells of an effluent nature, being a culchie and thus, no stranger to the spraying of slurry on the fields. Notably, townie types find the smell repulsive.
Hi everybody.
Apologies as the opening poster for not being involved in the thread or couple of days, as I believe some of the posters on this thread (including me) were involved in “discussions” on another thread which was obviously started by the forum idiot. Along with the foregoing I and my wife were informed in the early hours of Sunday morning of a very sudden bereavement in the family. As I do not like to see opening posters deserting threads that they have started I hope everyone will accept my reasons why. That said, this thread had me and my wife chuckling very often last week so I am hoping it will lift the mood again this week.
In replying to the pfx posting on distinctive smells and persons being repelled by them, then living in Somerset which is dairy farming country like pfx we too get the “countryside aroma” . This is very often at a strength that will grow the hairs on your chest and also adds to distinctive taste of our local farm cider.
However, the aroma of a rail mounted public convenience so often compared to that of the Somerset countryside on a hot day just after a session of muck slinging still has a definite aromatic difference in favour of the Somerset countryside when regular rail travellers compare the two. Yes, things have improved by way of cleaning the rail mounted convenience as often they are cleaned in the course of the journey and always at terminals.
Sadly, the above amplified hygienic efforts have been negated by the increased use of the rail mounted convenience on all train services due to the now severe passenger over capacity problems on the British rail network. In the foregoing users of the conveniences are not only ketched in the normal pungency of the convenience while standing or astride the Daulton China in the “ John Wayne, 'trouser lock, half nelson, forearm smash position, but also have mixed with that the normal smell of diesel fumes which always seems to perminate just the toilet section of the carriage.
Add to the above the smell of hot brake linings each time the train brakes from high-speed and the rail mounted convenience user encounters an aura that cannot be found in any other falsest of human living. Many infrequent casual rail users find the foregoing described aura totally disgusting and something to avoid all cost. However, many regular rail users find that with time it is something to be savoured and something which “gets you going” as your train approaches its terminal for the start your day’s work.
Bill
Apologies as the opening poster for not being involved in the thread or couple of days, as I believe some of the posters on this thread (including me) were involved in “discussions” on another thread which was obviously started by the forum idiot. Along with the foregoing I and my wife were informed in the early hours of Sunday morning of a very sudden bereavement in the family. As I do not like to see opening posters deserting threads that they have started I hope everyone will accept my reasons why. That said, this thread had me and my wife chuckling very often last week so I am hoping it will lift the mood again this week.
In replying to the pfx posting on distinctive smells and persons being repelled by them, then living in Somerset which is dairy farming country like pfx we too get the “countryside aroma” . This is very often at a strength that will grow the hairs on your chest and also adds to distinctive taste of our local farm cider.
However, the aroma of a rail mounted public convenience so often compared to that of the Somerset countryside on a hot day just after a session of muck slinging still has a definite aromatic difference in favour of the Somerset countryside when regular rail travellers compare the two. Yes, things have improved by way of cleaning the rail mounted convenience as often they are cleaned in the course of the journey and always at terminals.
Sadly, the above amplified hygienic efforts have been negated by the increased use of the rail mounted convenience on all train services due to the now severe passenger over capacity problems on the British rail network. In the foregoing users of the conveniences are not only ketched in the normal pungency of the convenience while standing or astride the Daulton China in the “ John Wayne, 'trouser lock, half nelson, forearm smash position, but also have mixed with that the normal smell of diesel fumes which always seems to perminate just the toilet section of the carriage.
Add to the above the smell of hot brake linings each time the train brakes from high-speed and the rail mounted convenience user encounters an aura that cannot be found in any other falsest of human living. Many infrequent casual rail users find the foregoing described aura totally disgusting and something to avoid all cost. However, many regular rail users find that with time it is something to be savoured and something which “gets you going” as your train approaches its terminal for the start your day’s work.
Bill
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shaneturner12
Tutorial Creator
Sorry to hear about the bereavement - I had one of those not too long ago and I still feel the effects (as well as losing a pet last Wednesday).
I'm actually finding this thread quite interesting at the moment as I'm learning interesting things about BR (and possibly post-BR) and the way it operates.
I've found that most of the time, it's a case of either a lack of funding, or funding not being put in the right places.
Shane
I'm actually finding this thread quite interesting at the moment as I'm learning interesting things about BR (and possibly post-BR) and the way it operates.
I've found that most of the time, it's a case of either a lack of funding, or funding not being put in the right places.
Shane
Shane, I wouldn't take anything on this thread too literally! Treat it more as an anecdotal memoir of the various horrors of the rail-borne public convenience and abuses thereof. If you never expereinced the travelling cesspit of BR days, then you truly are very lucky. While you may think the modern rail convenience odorous and unclean, my personal opinion is that they have improved vastly since the days of what essentially amounted to a dark and dingy cupboard that was to be avoided at all costs.
shaneturner12
Tutorial Creator
That's worth knowing. I do know that the Sprinters usually have a habit of emptying directly on the tracks, although some of the newer trains do the same.
Shane
Shane
mezzoprezzo
Content appreciator
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Sorry to hear your news Bill. Hope family life returns to normal as soon as possible.
My abiding memory of the operation of the BR toilets, and one part of the engineering in particular, may well provide the answer to the additional aromas pervading the WC space.
The flap.
On pulling the lever, or was it depressing a foot pedal? (it's lost in the mist of time), the flap opened, dumping the contents directly onto the track. The roar was quite exciting, allowing a sudden but brief connection with the outside world rapidly speeding past just a few inches below. Although it was requested that the emptying was not done, "whilst the train is standing in the station", there was nothing to say it couldn't be done as it was coming to a standstill or gently moving off.
At these lower speeds you no longer had the high decibel, high speed blur. It was therefore possible to enjoy added interest via this inverted periscope. Examples included spotting diverging rails and identify sleeper types. Some aficionados, it is said, were even able to identify the type of rock that the ballast was made from.
For nature lovers there was also the occasional dandelion and other weed types fighting their way through the gradually solidifying build up of effluent.
Not may of us had television in those days, so this little circular window onto the outside world could be quite entertaining. You could spot day to day types of detritus which included cigarette ends (filter tipped or standard), their cardboard packets, and for the eagle eyed, the little blue twists of salt that came with Smiths crisps. I may have been mistaken, but there even seemed to be the occasional, if somewhat distorted, Mars bar or Toffee Crisp.
All of this would sometimes be accompanied by frantic tapping of the door and the question, "Are you going to be in there much longer mate?"
Don't check this out at tea-time, but there are sites dedicated to train toilets. Here's one. Click at your own risk.
Sorry to hear your news Bill. Hope family life returns to normal as soon as possible.
I must confess to not having ridden on a British train for decades (apart from preserved lines), although I use trains a lot in mainland Europe (where you can get a four hour Regional service journey in Italy for around 12 Euros). I can honestly say that I have travelled more commercial British rail miles behind steam trains in the 1950s/60s than diesels/electrics in later years.
My abiding memory of the operation of the BR toilets, and one part of the engineering in particular, may well provide the answer to the additional aromas pervading the WC space.
The flap.
On pulling the lever, or was it depressing a foot pedal? (it's lost in the mist of time), the flap opened, dumping the contents directly onto the track. The roar was quite exciting, allowing a sudden but brief connection with the outside world rapidly speeding past just a few inches below. Although it was requested that the emptying was not done, "whilst the train is standing in the station", there was nothing to say it couldn't be done as it was coming to a standstill or gently moving off.
At these lower speeds you no longer had the high decibel, high speed blur. It was therefore possible to enjoy added interest via this inverted periscope. Examples included spotting diverging rails and identify sleeper types. Some aficionados, it is said, were even able to identify the type of rock that the ballast was made from.
For nature lovers there was also the occasional dandelion and other weed types fighting their way through the gradually solidifying build up of effluent.
Not may of us had television in those days, so this little circular window onto the outside world could be quite entertaining. You could spot day to day types of detritus which included cigarette ends (filter tipped or standard), their cardboard packets, and for the eagle eyed, the little blue twists of salt that came with Smiths crisps. I may have been mistaken, but there even seemed to be the occasional, if somewhat distorted, Mars bar or Toffee Crisp.
All of this would sometimes be accompanied by frantic tapping of the door and the question, "Are you going to be in there much longer mate?"
Don't check this out at tea-time, but there are sites dedicated to train toilets. Here's one. Click at your own risk.
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cascaderailroad
New member
Last time I railfaned a passenger train, closer than 150 foot from the tracks, I got sprayed ... a totally disgusting practice indeed ! :mop::'
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mop:Hi everybody.
AAAAHHH, you are so right there cascade. For when coal was the sole power source of the world’s passenger railways the fine spray that always was to be seen behind the last coach as it passed through a station was not always solely steam condensation. Even worse, if someone operated the rail mounted public convenience as the train sped through station the spray could contain matter much worse than water condensation which always passed over you. That is why they called it the golden age of railways.
Shane, I have to fundamentally disagree with pfx in his above statement, for in this thread I believe we have created the basis of many a future high school/college course in the history and use of the rail mounted public convenience. I also fervently believe that the world’s top universities will without doubt in the very near future be holding degree courses in this subject with all the coursework based on this historical thread.
For in this threads five-day mission forum members have explored where no forum members have explored before, to seek out new loos and new mechanisations, to boldly tread where no posters have tread before………………………. (Probably wisely)
(acting Captain Kirk) Bill
AAAAHHH, you are so right there cascade. For when coal was the sole power source of the world’s passenger railways the fine spray that always was to be seen behind the last coach as it passed through a station was not always solely steam condensation. Even worse, if someone operated the rail mounted public convenience as the train sped through station the spray could contain matter much worse than water condensation which always passed over you. That is why they called it the golden age of railways.
Shane, I have to fundamentally disagree with pfx in his above statement, for in this thread I believe we have created the basis of many a future high school/college course in the history and use of the rail mounted public convenience. I also fervently believe that the world’s top universities will without doubt in the very near future be holding degree courses in this subject with all the coursework based on this historical thread.
For in this threads five-day mission forum members have explored where no forum members have explored before, to seek out new loos and new mechanisations, to boldly tread where no posters have tread before………………………. (Probably wisely)
(acting Captain Kirk) Bill
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Acting Captain Kirk, I must hereby declare you to be full of the very matter which constitutes part of this discussion and as such, unfit to pilot a rail mounted convenience of any kind, even under a temporary speed restriction, until you are free of aforementioned matter and have passed a medical to confirm same.
Hymie Rothstien, 2nd Lt Kit Kat, Royal Holy Naval Force of Canaan
Hi everybody.
Ignoring the mutinous comments of pfx who I can only assume is concerned that I will have high schools and colleges named after myself and not him being that I was the opening poster on this thread thereby starting the whole new science and history subject of the rail mounted public convenience.
That said I am genuinely surprised and concerned that posters here have commented that some DMU’s and other older British rolling stock still deposit the contents of their rail mounted public conveniences directly onto the track. As an extensive rail traveller especially prior to retirement last October I find great difficulty in believing posters statements especially as I have not in recent years seen any evidence of this on the track within the British rail system.
Therefore in the interest of discipline and accuracy within the thread, could posters who have made the above statements please provide evidence of their claims by way of positive proof. Photographic evidence would be acceptable provided that the photograph is of high definition quality and contains the time, date and GPS location. Photographs must also be of a close-up nature to maintain this threads exemplary high standards.
Thread Captain Bill T Kirk.
Ignoring the mutinous comments of pfx who I can only assume is concerned that I will have high schools and colleges named after myself and not him being that I was the opening poster on this thread thereby starting the whole new science and history subject of the rail mounted public convenience.
That said I am genuinely surprised and concerned that posters here have commented that some DMU’s and other older British rolling stock still deposit the contents of their rail mounted public conveniences directly onto the track. As an extensive rail traveller especially prior to retirement last October I find great difficulty in believing posters statements especially as I have not in recent years seen any evidence of this on the track within the British rail system.
Therefore in the interest of discipline and accuracy within the thread, could posters who have made the above statements please provide evidence of their claims by way of positive proof. Photographic evidence would be acceptable provided that the photograph is of high definition quality and contains the time, date and GPS location. Photographs must also be of a close-up nature to maintain this threads exemplary high standards.
Thread Captain Bill T Kirk.
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