These much ignored pieces of rural and urban furniture finally have a website of their own.
This is not the site to visit for technical information pertaining to telegraph poles. You'll find nothing about 10KVa transformers, digital telephone networking or even so much as a single volt.
This is a website celebrating the glorious everyday mundanitude of these simple silent sentinels the world over.
|from the simple...||through the interesting...||to the hieroglyphics||and the alluring|
|click the thumbnails above to view the gallerys.||more poles...|
We don't care what the wires contain either. They all carry electricity in some way be it the sparky stuff which boils your kettle, or the thinner stuff with your voice in it when you're on the phone.
Look, I know our esprit de corps is "tall, wooden, sticky-uppy and with wires out the top", but sometimes, metal just floats that boat, ticks that box, flickers that flame.
Old friend and honorary memberof these sage pages, John Brunsden (#0469H), sent us these pics of this finialed metal job on the corner of Wood Street & Greenbrook Terrace, Taunton, Zummerzet. He suggests we Google* street map it and pretend we are there. Have done already John. Many thanks.
Our most acutely reminiscient readers may remember our article Pointing the Way Toward London. Where we espoused and then propagated the notion that the crossarms on a telegraph pole will always align towards London.
Well, Phil from Occamhome over there in Aol wrote in with further proof if it were needed.
Re " Pointing the Way Toward London"....
Further proof (if required) is given when John Mills & Will Hay are being chased in a car in the film "The Black Sheep of Whitehall" 1942. John Mills notices the cross arms are on the London side so it must be true.....
And so now, indeed, it IS true.
This week I have had an extended discourse and exchange of photographs with Geoff Hood. Geoff keeps bees, and likes to tend to them wearing just his battered, wrinkly and ageing set of Emperor's new clothes. Like swimming in the arctic ocean, I imagine meithering a load of bees whilst wearing the sheerest of invisible fabrics can make one feel fully alive. We are similar, Geoff and I, in our pursuit of naturist activities. I have been known to remove all my clothing shortly before taking a bath. I also have a penchant for nude arc-welding.
Anyway, our exchange was in three parts :
1. Geoff is a fan of LPTB Trollybus poles. Of the 1938 variety. And he found us through his research into sticky-uppy things - there we are with the naturism again!*1 He tells me there are only two left - in Ferry Lane, Tottenham. These poles meet all our appreciating criteria in that they are tall, sticky-uppy and wooden, except that they carry no wires. But 3 out of 4 is good enough for me, and the fact that there're only these two left means they need appreciating all the more.
Here we have different views of the same two poles. Geoff says they were used up until 1960 as 600A DC, later 240V DC trolleybus poles. He points out the light shield for train drivers in the 3rd photo. Apologies to that famous, non tax-paying search engine company whose photos we have purloined for educational purposes.
And so to next part of our exchange:
2. A collection of photos of various track-side poles in Sri Lanka. Now some of these are a bit out of focus. This is either because Geoff was in a fast-moving train at the time, or because his hands were shaking following an extended session of bee-keeping whilst nude. You decide. In no particular order of telegraphic scrumminess. Enjoy.
3. Our final exchange was a set of photos with a question: "What's the purpose of the finials on the older poles like the one I am talking to you now? Did they hold cables for the old ceramic pots see photo or just rain protection? It is an quite old GPO pole 1950 36ft but still has a green climeable inspection plate 2013, the rest of the street were replaced in 2000."
Well, as far as I know, wooden finials were a 1930s fashion thing - from a time when form actually over-ruled function. The good old days, I think they're often referred to. But this being a 1950 pole, our readers may know different.
Regular readers of these fair pages may remember our insulator appeal on behalf of the Isle of Wight Steam Railway. Well, we've had the following letter from Stuart Duddy telling us of their progress:
I thought you might be interested to see how our project to reinstate the telegraph route along our railway line is progressing. The following link summarises the activities which took place during a couple of weekends in November: <Telegraph Pole Project Summary>
As a result of the appeal which you kindly placed on your website on our behalf, a couple of your members contacted us regarding insulators. A young chap named Jake Rideout (from Somerset, I believe) visited us back in August with a tray of approximately 50 ceramic insulators and we were recently contacted by another of your members, Ian Bristow who lives in Lincolnshire, and he seems very confident that he can also assist, possibly with about 200 insulators, which is most encouraging.
With kind regards
Just goes to show what wonderful people telegraph pole appreciators are - well done to Jake & Ian.