Allow
me in this edition to share a personal experience.
WHERE PETS ARE FAMILY –
That is a Milton Keynes statement.It is
the mission statement of Milton Keynes Vet Group.
From
Whaddon Way Bletchley to Walnut Tree; from Willen to Water Eaton to Stony
Stratford every surgery has those beautiful words at the centre of every pet
consultation.
I
love and support as much as I can our NHS, if I live to be one hundred I will
never be able to repay the debt my family owes to our National Health Service.
Vets are members of the Animal NHS, as with those working the human species
they do not treat their patients but care for them. Vets and their nurses are
special people who do what they do by way of a passion deep within their
hearts.
Jake
the Dog of Love was central to my family for eight years. He passed away
suddenly and unexpectedly on Tuesday 31st January this year. Milton
Keynes Vet Group operates a 24/7 service, just as does our NHS. Jake was
admitted on Monday evening to Doggie A & E at Walnut Tree Animal Hospital.
Overnight care is given there by Vets Now. I received a telephone call at six
thirty the next morning, Jake was no longer with us.
Jake
was physically wrapped in a blanket. On arrival at the hospital my wife Maureen
and I were immediately wrapped in thick, warm blankets of love. Arrangements
were made for Jake’s cremation. We were sent cards of condolence from MK Vet
Group and Vets Now. We were sent seeds to plant in a memorial area of our
garden. Where Pets Are Family – that is not an empty statement. It is true,
101% true. ALL staff within MK Vet Group are dedicated, loving people who do
not treat their patients but care for them.
Without
Jake our home was empty, without the love with which this beautiful little boy
had filled it for eight years sadness was everywhere. Before Jake was taken ill
we had started to support the RSPCA, on his passing I sent a gift to our local
sanctuary.
Who
put the R is RSPCA ? I bet you don’t know. R = Her Majesty Queen Victoria. The
RSPCA was founded in 1824, that was actually before Queen Victoria ascended the
throne and gave this new rescue charity its royal warrant.
Where
is the RSPCA rescue sanctuary local to Milton Keynes ? It is Blackberry Farm at
Quainton about thirty minutes drive south from our city.I wonder how many people know that.
What
does the RSPCA do ?We’ve all hear of
the Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals but what does it do
?Rehome unwanted animals ? Actually no.
Let me tell you Barnaby’s story.
Barnaby
is a Patterdale Terrier who was born into evil ! Used with other dogs in the
cruel, illegal sport of badger bating Barnaby will ill-treated with cruelty
beyond anything you can possibly imagine. He was physically and mentally ill.
This
came to the notice of the RSPCA which took away the dogs and began legal
proceedings against those involved. These dogs were taken to Blackberry Farm
where a full-time team of vets, nurses, animal behaviourists and others spent a
whole year treating and caring for each little boy and girl. That is the work
the RSPCA does.
With
the case won staff began looking to find forever homes for these now happy
little boys and girls. The way in which the RSPCA goes about this task is far
more than simply rehoming. We were approached and asked if we would adopt
Barnaby. This was very soon after losing Jake but we said we would.
I
cannot believe that Barnaby was born into such evil but he was. He is a happy,
very affectionate, well behaved and loyal boy who has made our home his own and
filled it to overflowing with love. How can that be given his background ? That
is easy to answer, the year he spent living at Blackberry Farm while the court
case was pending the love of the RSPCA completely changed him. When he came to
live with us he was on doggie anti-depressant pills. Leaving Blackberry Farm we
did not simply wave bye bye and leave it at that, the vet team is still in
contact checking on Barnaby’s health and condition. Vets, the animal version of
our NHS.
We
registered Barnaby with Milton Keynes Vet Group, taking him to Whaddon Way
surgery we were hit with a wall of love and that is not an empty statement. The
way we were welcomed and the care given to Barnaby during his check up was LOVE
in block capital letters. It had to be experienced to be believed.
Do
you know that nationally the RSPCA receives a call reporting animal neglect and
cruelty every thirty seconds ? The way to call emergency services is to dial
999, the way to call help for animals is to dial 0300 1234 999. Make a note of that number for sadly
there are many cases of animal cruelty and neglect in Milton Keynes.
Check
out our local rescue centre at Blackberry Farm:
Last
Friday was the anniversary of my daughter’s kidney transplant. I was in
California at the time. Los Angeles to be precise. Rebekah was too ill to
travel and was on-call for a donor organ son it was her two brothers I had
taken on holiday to the Golden State. After a long overnight flight I was met
at Heathrow by a friend with the news that Rebekah had received a life-saving
kidney transplant at London’s Guys Hospital.
I
love our NHS. Beck was born with chronic renal failure which was diagnosed
within Milton Keynes then infant hospital in the mid 1980’s. She spent her
childhood in and out of Guys Hospital but it was Milton Keynes General Hospital
that saved her life and began my love of our NHS.
When
you next go into what is now University Hospital Milton Keynes, from the
entrance look to your left and you will see a beautiful piece of art
celebrating, and yes celebrating is the right work, our hospital does
harvesting organs from patients who have passed away to transplant into
patients like Beck and save their lives.
On
Friday 21st April I am meeting with the Organ Donation Team at our
hospital and am looking to extend my love affair with our NHS.
Way
back some thirty and more years I worked with Elizabeth Ward who founded then
original kidney donor card. When her son Timothy, known as Timbo, died in Guys
Hospital from Kidney failure she devoted her life to trying to save others in
her son’s memory. My daughter was one such salvation. Mrs Ward predicted the
day when organ donation would be natural, there would be no need for donation
cards and the law would support such. That day has arrived.
Within
the law it is now assumed that on death a person will donate their organs for
transplantation unless they have said otherwise. That, however, is not the way
it actually works and I am not sure it is right so to do. We need a far greater
awareness of the need for organ donation and on the loss of a loved one the
family needs to step forward rather than the medical profession approach the
family. I am so eager to learn how this is now being done in our beautiful
Milton Keynes Hospital.
Within
the NHS we have Blood and Organ Donation,
the two go together. You cannot give someone an organ transplant without a
blood transfusion. I have tried to find out but without success so that is a
question I will be asking at the meeting in two weeks time.
Rebekah
passed away in May 2017. She was again under the care of our beautiful Milton Keynes
Hospital.
Beck was always known as Little Miss Sunshine. I defy anyone anywhere to find a photograpah of her where sheb is not smiling. One of her biggest smiles I use within my book OUR REBEKAH A LOVE STORY FROM OUR NHS.
If
I live to be one hundred years of age, twenty-seven years come November, I can
never hope to repay my family’s debt to our NHS. At the centre of that love is
our city’s hospital. I do not yet known its organ donation statistics but I do
know it uses six thousand pints of blood every year to care for its patients.
The NHS does not treat patients, it cares for them and cares with love. It was
Milton Keynes General Hospital that first wrapped that blanket of love around
my daughter.
This
edition of MK Todayis an introduction
to Monday 24th April’s feature. University Hospital Milton Keynes is
not a transplant centre but it is a donation centre. Within my love for our NHS
I want to help use my story to raise the profile of this special work.
Do
visit our beautiful hospital and allow the artwork within its entrance to
inspire your love of our NHS to a higher level.
Our
city can be proud of its grid road system which enables ease of movement from
North to South, from East to West or if the mood so shall take you from North
to East and from South to West.
Did
you know that legend says within the Strategic Plan of Milton Keynes
Development Corporation there were three hundred and sixty-five roundabouts
?One for every day of the year. I
wonder how many there are today. These magic roundabouts ease movement across
the grid system, the planners from those early days are to be applauded.
Here
I want to look at two roundabouts: Coffee Hall Roundabout and Emmerson Valley
Roundabout. Coffee Hall named after Coffee Hall Farm and Emmerson valley after
Mr Emmerson’s dip in the ground !
Driving
recently past Coffee Hall I was tempted to drive around the roundabout twice as
I admired the beauty of the daffodils growing there. What was it William
Wordsworth said about these beautiful spring flowers ?
When all at once I
saw a crowd,
A host, of golden
daffodils;
I
am sure he would have loved to have driven his car passed Milton Keynes Coffee
Hall.
What
was it George Orwell said about Big Brother watching you !
For
every piece of beauty, both literal and metaphorical, to be found at Coffee
Hall twice the evil of Big Brother can be found at Emmerson Valley Roundabout.
The shrubbery has been decimated and replaced with litter. The trees have had
their branches amputated. Now hideous, ugly morally apprehensible phone mast
tower high into the sky. I hope all of our emergency services are on stand by
ready for an aircraft filled with passengers hits one of these towers of evil.
A
tale of two roundabouts.
How
many people drove past Coffee Hall Roundabout and said: Just look at those beautiful flowers.
How
many people will have their personal data hacked by users via Emmerson Valley Roundabout
? How many vulnerable people will be targeted by phone processing signals via
Emmerson Valley Roundabout ?
Big
Brother or Daffodils ? Give me Coffee Hall any day !
Dog licence, what is one of those ?When was the dog licence abolished in the UK ? 1987,
do the Maths and you will find that was thirty-six years ago. For those who
were dog owners back then the licence was observed by not bothering, few ever
went to the Post Office to hand over cash and legalise their pet.
Dog
Owner – that is an expression I do not like. I do not own my Doggie Barnaby, he
is a member of our family. A respected member of our family.
When
Barnie Boy joined us as a rescue dog from the RSPCA he rescued my wife and I
from old age. A young, active Patterdale Terrier, Barnaby needs four walks a
day. Before joining us just the thought of a single walk was exhausting !
On
those walks Barnie will do his business which
is scooped up using doggie poo bags provided free of charge by West Bletchley
Council. The contents are then deposited into one of the many, many poo bins to
be found wherever we happen to be walking.
SO
WHY THEN DO SOME MORON DOG WALKERS NOT PICK UP THE POO ?
WHO
DO SOME MEGA MORON DOG WALKERS PICK UP THEIR PET’S EXCRIMENT, BAG IT THEN THROW
SUCH ON THE FLOOR ?
WE
THEN HAVE THE DOG POO GRAFFITI ARTISTS WHO THINK THROWING BAGS INTO TREES OR
HANGING SUCH ON FENCES IS ART !
Bring
back the dog licence, that is what I say. In order to have a licence doggie DNA
must be registered. Poo offenders can then be located and arrested. Good idea ?
Punishment
for dog poo offending ?One thousand
hours of dog poo picking using the offender’s bare hands. But then if the new
dog licensing system works there will be no poo to pick up !
How
many dog pets are there in the UK ? Thirteen Million, I have just counted them.
(Well Mr Google has.) How many dogs live in Milton Keynes ?Mr Google is unable to answer that.
Here
is a dirct quote from Mr G: Established as an independent charity in
1992, The Parks Trust expertly cares for over 6,000 acres of beautiful and inspirational green space in Milton
Keynes including parks, ancient woodlands, lakes, river valleys and 80 miles of
landscaped areas along the city's grid roads.
Doggie
Barnaby has widened my already significant appreciation of the beauty within
our City. His and my favourite places include: Saint Giles Tattenhoe & Howe
Park Wood, Walton Lake, Ouzel Valley Park. Why are there those who think that
dog poo enhances the beauty of such iconic locations ?
Did
you know it was way back in the seventeen hundreds that April Fool’s Day
started in Britain ?
April
Fool’s Day 2023 – that was three days ago so I am being a little tardy. Oh dear
what a shame never mind !
1957,
I was only six years old but I remember what has to be the best April Fool joke
ever. The BBC broadcast a programme explaining a spaghetti shortage as the
Spring was messing up the harvest.
1st
April 2023 was the last day in a nationwide litter pick. I signed up saying on
my daily doggie walks I would collect five bags. In actual fact I picked up
TWENTY-FIVE bags !
Walking
round with my Amazon litter stick, excellent value by the way, I tried not to
look at people as the last thing I wanted to project myself as was a do-gooder.
A few people did over the days engage with me and every single one said
something about my doing the job the council should be doing.
NO
!Everyone knows I am not a fan of
Milton Keynes Cowboy Council but this is NOT where the litter is coming from !
Milton Keynes Council has a fantastic team of bin men and a sound recycling
programme. Parish councils provide and maintain litter bins all the way across
our city. The FOOLS, the IDIOTS, the MORONS, the XXXX HEADS who throw the
litter on the ground are responsible.
The
very first piece of writing I did about Milton Keynes was back in the 1970’s
which the Bletchley and District Gazette published under the headline of DIRTY
OLD TOWN – DIRTY NEW CITY. I revisited this in Milton Keynes The City Of
Legends but revised the title to MILTON KEYNES THE SCRUFFY CITY.
Who
are these fools who drop that which I pick up each day ? Pick up cigarette
buts, vape boxes, sweet wrappers, beer bottle and cans with the occasional soft
drink can. Balloons of the deflated variety I find each day, NO they are not
left over from parties but from illegal drug activity.
What
kind of society are we living in ? Who are these idiot fools who would destroy
our city ? DESTROY WITHIN OUR CITY ITS FRAGILE ECO SYSTEM AND WILD LIFE ? If my
litter picking has saved the life of one ant, one bee, one butterfly that insect
is worth more than all the fools who tried to kill them.
What
do you think is the greatest by number and by volume item I have litter picked
during the Spring Challenge ? You’ll never guess !Paper handkerchiefs and wipes ! Did we not
learn anything within the pandemic about not spreading disease ?
NO
Milton Keynes Council is not corporately responsible and most certainly is NOT
an April Fool. However, war councillor Adam Rolfe and Milton Keynes South
Member of Parliament Iain Stewart I would suggest deserve the title. Prior to the Spring Litter Pick I contacted
them and invited engagement with the terrible situation wrapping itself about
our city. THEY BOTH INGNORED MY REPRESENTATION.
April
Fool’s Day comes but once a year and there are those who will tell you the
jokes end at noon. It seems to me that litter droppers are fools 24/7/365. So
may I suggest are politicians who fail to engage with those who alert them to
situations.
Yes,
the Spring Litter Pick ended last Saturday. I am going to continue ever time
DoggieBarnaby and I go out for a walk. If litter buggers operate 24/7/365 than
those of us who are not such fools need to pick their crap up. (On the subject
of crap I’ll be talking about doggie poo bags within the litter in a later
edition of MK Today. Right now I’ve got to log in to Amazon and buy a new
litter picking stick, the one I have is worn out !
In past editions of MK
Today we have had a bit of fun with Trains and with Boats. Now it is time to do
the same with Planes – Aeroplanes.
Ladies and gentlemen this is
the final boarding call for passengers flying from JFK New York to Milton
Keynes International, please make your way immediately to Gate One Nine Six
Seven !
Inviting
Billy J Kramer to sing about the planes of Milton Keynes I am going to take a
chapter from Not The Concrete Cows and reproduce it here exactly as it was back
in 1994.
No
Airport Here:
Season
travellers of the Airways will be familiar with the coded baggage tags that
ensure one’s suitcases arrive via the same aircraft with their owners and at
the same destination.
LHR
- London Heathrow SFO - San Francisco
LAX - Los Angeles JFK - New York KennedyLGW -
London Gatwick
But
what about LMK - London Milton Keynes ? Daily flights to New York, Cairo, Rome,
Bombay and one hundred other far away destinations ?
Don't
smile because this was very nearly the case ! If the now infamous Robert
Maxwell, one-time Labour Member of Parliament for our area, had had his way
intercontinental jets would be constantly roaring overhead.
Thirty
years ago advanced planning was calling for a new airport to relieve the strain
that anticipated demand would place on Heathrow and Gatwick in the next
century. One of the best options looked to be building London’s third airport
at Cublington just south of the area designated for the construction of a new
town.
Within
the triangle of roads between Stewkley, Wing and Cublington is the site of a
former World War Two airfield from which the Royal Air Force flew against the
might of the Third Reich. It is up on this site the proposed airport was
planned, only six miles from Milton Keynes. But the project intended extending
to a staggering seven and a half thousand acres, bulldozing flat everything in
the way. The destruction would have included obliterating the entire village of
Stewkley, claimed to be the longest village in England, and rehousing it's eleven
hundred residents.
North
Buckinghamshire is already on the North Atlantic route with dozens of heavy
jets passing overhead everyday but these are all well on their way to their
initial cruising altitude, flying sufficiently high to be relatively unnoticed.
Had the airport come here instead of Stansted then living in Milton Keynes
would have been akin to residing at the bottom of the runway. Perhaps Milton
Keynes would have become a replica of Crawley to the south of Gatwick. Instead
of a multi-industry the city would have been almost entirely dependent upon the
airport for its employment. It is estimated that fifty thousand people would
have worked at the airport.
It
was the most efficiently organised public protest since the anti-coral Corn Law
League of 1839 the saved us. The outward manifestation was a host of signs
reading NO AIRPORT HERE. They sprang up overnight along roads and adjacent to
the railway between Bletchley and Leighton Buzzard. But the organisation went
much deeper.
The
Wing Airport Resistance Association was under the chairmanship of Desmond
Fennell, later to be Justice Fennel and head that Kings Cross enquiry, and Evelyn
de Rothschild, from the family of merchant bankers, as treasurer, the local population
banded together to prevent at all costs
and airport being built on their doorstep. Many other famous names like Johnny Dankworth,
Cleo Lane and Roald Dahl, who all lived in the area, through in their
unqualified support. (Robert Maxwell, millionaire publisher and MP, joined in
but history now shows that his motives and intentions were decidedly unclear.)
They
knew only too well but they had an uphill task ahead of them for in every way Cubblington/Wing
was the best site for the airport. Had it come to North Buckinghamshire, London
Milton Keynes International Airport may not have become London's third airport
at all but the countries first airport ! There would have been no need than for
Luton, Birmingham or even East Midlands airports and much of the traffic would
have been stolen away from Heathrow.
I
recently spent a pleasant evening with WARA executive committee member Dennis
Skinner in his Whitchurch home, enjoying his hospitality about a roaring log
fire, as he explained the airport perimeter fence had been planned for no more
than one hundred yards away from where we were sitting. It is his belief that Milton Keynes would have
needed to expand south to meet the airport, swallowing up everything as far as
Leighton Buzzard. The resulting conurbation, some planners saw it reaching
right down to Aylesbury, would be little like the city we know today.
On
another evening I chatted with Farmer Morris and his wife from Manor Farm, Hoggeston
realising we were right in the middle of where the main runway would have been.
Their family has farm land in the village for ten generations dating back to
the 1700’s. What a personal tragedy it would have been to fall victim to a
compulsory purchase order.
Eighty
year ol Rector of Dunton, the Reverend Hubert Sillitoe, brother of Sir Percy Sillitoe
head of wartime MI5, preached hell, fire and damnation against all airport
planners. He was a popular character, if a little eccentric, and achieved fame
in The Sun newspaper who dubbed him a modern-day Elijah. They quoted one of his
speeches ... This damn sacrilege we will fight on the door steps of our
homes, in the fields of our farms, at churchyard gates and church doors ! A
later edition of the paper had on its front page a picture of this campaigning
cleric setting fire to a giant copy of the government's report and reprinting
his prayer ...that these inhuman and sacrilegious proposals be so absolutely
rejected and reduced the flames of fire shall reduce this copy of the Roskill
Report. The reporter went on to describe how the flames leaped upwards as a
brass band played the funeral march. But others attracted less favourable media
attention. There were those who thought the best thing to do would be to load
up their tractors with manure and dump the lot on Downing Street. Mr Justice Roskill,
detailed by Harold Wilson's government to study the various sites for the
airport, actually received death threats. Some of the protest posters and
cartoons in the national press made no secret of the intention many had of
actually turning the campaign into a literal fight if talking failed !
I
asked Mr Morris if he thought people would have really engaged in hand to hand
fighting with bulldozers. A mild mannered man himself, he doubted if he would
have actually been involved but were certain others would. WARA not only had to
tackle the politicians and bureaucrats but also to disassociate themselves from
any threats of violent activity activities if they were to maintain
credibility.
The
membership of Robert Maxwell was also hardly an asset to the group. Maxwell, as
recent events now only to clearly show, was a past master when it came to
playing one person off against another. He played WARA off against his own
political party and the local community against the planners but never failed
to keep his own business interests uppermost. It was reported in the Guardian
on 15th of June 1970 that Maxwell said to Bletchley factory worker Let's get
Milton Keynes first if we can have the airport as well so much the better !
Three
days later he lost his seat to Bill Benyon, so ending his parliamentary career,
and he subsequently left the executive committee of water.
Dennis
Skinner is convinced it was the election of a Conservative Government, under
Prime Minister Ted Heath, but finally saved the day. Wing was the best, but
also the most expensive option, in his opinion the Wilson Government had little
regard for the costs. Tories, on the other hand, weighed finances with a rather
with rather more care and eventually went for the cheaper Stanstead project.
WARA
attack the finances of the proposal on every front. It strived all along to
avoid becoming a political body, something that frustrated Robert Maxwell, but
to truly represent everyone who was against the airport. This included
Buckinghamshire County Council, the Milton Keynes Development Corporation and just
about every living soul within twenty miles of the proposed airport. There was
little to be gained by stressing the environmental issues which carried no
weight in the swinging sixties. Instead the organisation employed professionals
to undertake their own investigations then question every facet of the
government's Roskill Report.
Their
arguments were presented to every member of parliament whose final decision
found against Wing. While that managed to convince them but the costing was
wrong, indeed it was. Nearly a quarter of a century later it has become clear
that a London Milton Keynes International Airport, as well as handling more
than its fair share of business and cargo traffic, would have developed into
the nation's number one holiday resort. Nobody in the 1960’s quite foresaw such
an explosion in leisure travel.
There
was a victory torchlight procession from Stewkley Church on the 26th April
1971, a tree planted in the churchyard at Whitchurch proclaims: This tree is planted to the glory of God
and in thankfulness for having been spared the third London airport 26th of
November 1972. Buckinghamshire County Council planted the spinney at Cubblington
upon the site originally intended for the terminal building.
Little
now remains of the actual project, the signs have been taken down, the graffiti
that once adorned motorway bridges have been sponged off but in the barn at
Manor Farm where many of the rallies were held there is still a mural demanding
NO AIRPORT. When I saw it a couple of
weeks ago a herd of beef cattle ambled about in their winter quarters oblivious
of the fact that they could have been jumbo jets.
But
would Milton Keynes be a better place at double its size and serving one of the
world's major airports ? Perhaps, perhaps not. It is difficult to say. During the campaign
the activities of WARA cannot have escaped the notice of teenager Richard
Branson, then a border at Stowe School near Buckingham. Would it be better if
Virgin Atlantic, together with British Airways, American Airlines and all the rest, brought
their vast needs for employment to the area ?
Next
time you are sitting in the traffic on the M25 as you head off on holiday by way
of Heathrow or Gatwick you can weigh up the advantages and disadvantages then
decide yourself.
Trains and
boats and planes ?How far is the
nearest coast to Milton Keynes ? How can it have any boats ? Be patient and I
will tell you.
A
Beautiful But Tragic Landmark:
It is a
place of beauty. On a day to day basis it is seldom considered and often
forgotten. It is, however, one of the greatest legends in Milton Keynes. Sadly
it is also a location of error and tragedy.
There are
one hundred and sixty-six locks on The Grand Union Canal, one
thousand five hundred and sixty-nine across the entire waterway network. Fenny
Lock is the smallest of all.
A lock
adjusts the water level allowing a boat to climb up or descend an incline. That
is what Fenny Lock does, raising and lowering the water level by just four
inches it is the smallest lock on the network.
Stony
Stratford established itself in the north of the city about the turnpike road
map of the
early industrial revolution but even with the new road improvements
it was still a very costly way to move freight by stage-wagons. Enter the age
of the canal. By 1830 Britain had over four thousand miles of canals and barges
capable of carrying loads of up to one hundred tons.
The story of the canal in Milton Keynes began one June evening in 1792 in a
room above an inn in Stony Stratford. There met The Marquis of Buckingham,
several local men of substance and one James Barnes, an engineer who had worked
with the father of England's canal system James Brindley. Barnes proposed linking
London with the industrial midlands by way of Linslade, Solbury, Stoke Hammond,
Fenny Stratford, Simpson, Woughton, The Woolstones, Linford and Wolverton. He
had costed the project at £500,000. The meeting agreed to his plan and promised
the finance. In April 1795 parliament passed The Grand Junction Canal Act (the
canal was renamed The Grand Union Canal in 1929.) and work began immediately at
both ends of the intended waterway.
Only two
years later, Saturday 31st May 1800, The Marquis of Buckingham and his fellow
shareholders officially opened the first section of the canal from Tring to
Fenny Stratford. It was a carnival of a day with bands, cannons firing, the
ringing of church bells and a grand parade with members of the Buckinghamshire
Militia.
Charges
were set for freight on the canal at:Three quarters of a penny per ton per mile
for coal, half a penny per mile for livestock, one quarter of a penny per mile
for limestone, one penny per mile for all other goods.
The Marquis of Buckingham and his fellow shareholders looked forward to
enjoying considerable profits from their investments. And they were not to be
disappointed. In 1832 a £1 share in the company, had risen in value to two
pounds ten shillings and a dividend of 13% was declared.
So Fenny Stratford
saw the opening of The Grand Junction Canal and with it came a period of some
considerable change in the area. But it is not just the initial opening that
entitles Fenny to claim fame within the history of Britain's inland waterways.
The lock opposite The Red Lion is the smallest lock in the entire system,
adjusting the water by only twelve inches.
One
explanation for Fenny being the smallest lock on the network is the two
sections of the canal being navigated to meet there but it was found the two
sections were at different levels. Fenny Lock was installed to correct the
error. This explanation is widely accepted and has formed into a legend among
those who live in the locality. It's a nice little story and I rather hope it
is true but the odds are against it.
The more
accepted explanation among those who profess to be authorities upon this part
of our heritage claim that the lock was indeed installed to correct an
engineering difficulty but not one of the dug levels.It was intended to run the
course of the canal all the way north to Cosgrove without a lock but that would
have entailed banking up the canal side by several feet all the way from Fenny
Stratford to Woughton. No matter how the engineers tried to overcome the
problem the bank persisted in leaking. They were faced with either cementing
the bank in order to make it watertight or installing a lock and so reducing
the water level. They chose the latter.
I concluded
that original chapter in Not The Concrete Cows with: My father-in-law recalls
as a boy being taught in school that the engineer responsible for the Fenny
Stratford section of the waterway committed suicide. It would appear whichever
the error he could not face up to the disgrace. So Fenny Lock has gone down in
history both as the site of the official opening of the waterway and as a cover
up for a monumental engineering mistake.
SS Chellwood:
The following I put together from the school
record books of Bletchley Road School where the headmaster tells how pupils did
their bit for the war effort during World War Two
The teachers and children of Bletchley Road
School threw themselves wholeheartedly into the war effort. They were adopted
by Royal Navy battleship SS Chellwood and held a number of fundraising
activities to buy items and equipment with the RAF.
Recorded in the school log book: This morning
at 9:30 AM a very pleasing ceremony took place. The presentation of a rubber
dinghy to the RAF by the school. The idea was conceived by a boy named Horn in
form 1A. It was announced to the school that during the Christmas Holidays a
competition would be arranged, the making of toys of all kinds out of scrap
metal. When these had all been brought in an exhibition followed by a sale of
work would be held. Prize winners would be awarded saving stamps this was duly
held and £30 pounds raised.
At the end of March 1942 Bletchley held up
Warship Week to raise finance in support for the Royal Navy. A concert in the
school raised £33 pounds which was donated to the cause.
The SS Chellwood’s crew responded the next
March presenting a cup to be used for house competitions. They also gave the
school the casting from a shell that fired to bring down an enemy aircraft.
But no further mention is made in the school
log of the Chellwood after 22nd May 1942 when it seems likely that she was lost
to enemy action. From then on until the end of the war the school directed his
attentions and efforts towards the RAF.
A couple of Milton Keynes Boat Legends within
our heritage. Something we can all be very proud of.
Who
remembers The White Hart pub on Whaddon Way Bletchley ? For a short time a
friend of mine was the landlord. He put Billy J Kramer on stage. He asked me to
help out on the night of Bill J’s performance. My job was to look after Billy J
! What a privilege that was.
Who
remembers some of Billy J Kramer’s hits ? Little Children. Trains and Boats and
Planes.
It’s
trains and boats and planes I am going to talk about over the course of this
week with each related to Milton Keynes. I am dipping into my bookMILTONKEYNES THE CITY OF LEGEND to share some special icons within Milton Keynes,
some of which are in danger of being lost.
So
today let’s start with TRAINS.
Leon Bridge: I
guess this is the logical place to start.
Words
placed by Sir Herbert Leon on Denbigh Hall Bridge, a legend I discuss in great
length within Milton Keynes The City Of Legend.
Who
built the London to Birmingham Railway via Denbigh Hall Bridge ? Robert
Stephenson was the engineer
behind the first inter-city line to be built into London. The Parliamentary Act
authorising its construction was passed on 6thMay 1833.
Denbigh
Hall Bridge aka Leon Bridge is not just a Milton Keynes legend but one of great
importance across the entire British railway network.
Three
dates here:
6th
May 1833 – That was a Monday by the way: King William IV was on the throne and Charles Grey 2nd Earl Grey was Prime
Minister. (Did he have anything to do with a cup of tea and the Bletchley
Teabag by any chance !)
September
1838: Queen Victoria was our monarch and William Lamb 2nd Viscount
Melborne was prime minister.
August
1920: George V was on the throne and David Lloyd George was living in 10
Downing Street.
Sir
Herbert Leon who was knighted within the coronation honours of King George V
was a friend of David Lloyd George who I am sure knew of Leon’s celebrating the
importance of Denbigh Hall Bridge.
That
importance has long been lost and forgotten. Now in 2023 with King Charles III
as our monarch and Rishi Sunak with his feet under the desk at 10 Downing
Street I want so much to help restore the words of Sir Herbert Leon and place
this Milton Keynes landmark of legend in the place of honour it deserves. SADLY
our present member of parliament is not interested.
Let
me take a few words from the bridge’s inscription: Park by kind permission
of the LRMW railway August 1920. Leon and the railway were not exactly best
of friends.
The
railway ran alongside one side of the Leon estate and in the days of steam
trains soot collected on Sir Herbert’s property. Large metal plates were put in
the trees and cleaned every week to try and stop soot collecting in Bletchley
Park. However, they failed to stop it entirely and Sir Herbert sued the London
Midland and Scottish Railway Company winning the case but being awarded damages
of just one shilling (5p).
Night Mail by W H Auden:
This is the night mail
crossing the Border,
Bringing the cheque and the
postal order,
Letters for the rich, letters
for the poor,
The shop at the corner, the
girl next door.
Dating
from 1936 there are no fewer than nine versions to be found on YouTube.
Listen
to the words and you will hear the genius of poet W H Auden beating the rhythm
of the train in the verse.
The
Night Mail is a 1936 documentary film produced by the General Post Office (GPO)
Film Unit. GPO = Royal Mail today. The twenty-four minute film documents the
nightly postal train operated by the London Midland and Scottish Railway (The
same railway Leon had sued in court) from London to Scotland and the staff who
operate it. The route passed through Milton Keynes and the train crossed Leon
Bridge.
This
was a TPO train. TPO – Travelling Post Office. Mail was collected along the
route, sorted by postal workers and dropped off here, there and everywhere from
London to Scotland. The train did not need to stop to pick up and collect
letters. They were hung out in sacks by the side of the line and scooped up by
a net hung out by staff. Sorted letters were bagged up and thrown out to be
caught in similar nets.
Letters of thanks, letters from
banks,
Letters of joy from girl and boy,
Receipted bills and invitations
To inspect new stock or to visit
relations,
And applications for situations,
And timid lovers’ declarations,
And gossip, gossip from all the
nations,
News circumstantial, news financial,
Letters with holiday snaps to enlarge
in,
Letters with faces scrawled on the
margin,
Letters from uncles, cousins, and
aunts,
Letters to Scotland from the South of
France,
Letters of condolence to Highlands
and Lowlands
Written on paper of every hue,
The pink, the violet, the white and
the blue,
The chatty, the catty, the boring,
the adoring,
The cold and official and the heart’s
outpouring,
Clever, stupid, short and long,
The typed and the printed and the
spelt all wrong.
If
you watch the film on YouTube you will find one of those postal nets is
located, as the film’s commentary explains, in Bletchley . This is probably
somewhere near where the Lakes Estate stands today.
Great Train Robbery:
Is what I am about to share truth or is it
simply a legend ?
8th August 1963, I was twelve years old and
remember it well. As the news broke the nation was stunned. Stunned but there
was a bit of excitement and even admiration for the bravado of those involved.
A TPO train carrying used bank notes from bank
to bank was robbed at Bridego Bridge, South of Milton Keynes. Get it
right, there was no Milton Keynes then - South of Bletchley. The robbers got
away with £2.6 million - £53.5 million in today's money.
The bridge has not changed a lot in fifty-six
years and is, rightfully, a legend. But what is not known is how Bletchley
features in this legend.
In 1971, shortly after I moved to live in
Milton Keynes, I was given a tour of Bletchley by the man who had been the
editor of the Bletchley Gazette at the time of the robbery. He told me the
train was towed into sidings at Bletchley Station for the police to
investigate. I have since been told that it was not the original train in
Bletchley Station but another placed there for the benefit of the media.
Bletchley played a major part in the
investigation. Did it ? Or was it just a deception ?
In 1981 I was called to jury service at
Aylesbury Crown Court where I sat in the very courtroom where The Great Train
Robbers were sentenced. On.8th August 2019, the anniversary of the robbery, I drove to Bridego Bridge and looked at the
scene. The bridge has not changed but the railway has, Virgin Trains raced
across it at speeds approaching 100mph. The train that was robbed was a TPO -
Travelling Post Office. Postal Workers sorted the mail as the train moved
along. Mail was picked up and dropped off along the way.
Let me take you back to W H Auden's poem The
Night Mail ?
It was a night mail that was robbed. A night
mail that was also being used to transport physical bank notes before the age we
know today of electronic transfers
When you put a letter into a post box it
becomes the property of The King until it is delivered. So, in effect, The
Great Train Robbers were stealing from The Queen, Her Majesty Queen Elizbeth II. Ronald Biggs, Charles Wilson, Douglas Goody, Thomas
Wisbey, Robert Welch, James Hussey and Roy James - were jailed for
30 years each. Incredibly harsh sentences but set as an example to
other would-be train robbers.
It's about ten miles from
Bletchley to Bridego Bridge yet both are locked together in history and in
legend. Either as the location for the police to examine the train or just for
a replica to
keep the media happy The Great Train Robbery has a legendary place
in Bletchley and Milton Keynes.
Wolverton
Works:
Too often when we talk about Milton Keynes
Wolverton gets pushed aside. This is so wrong, so very wrong. It pours legend
into our City’s heritage and is at the centre, literally, of our railway
system.
The home once upon a time of Wolverton Works
maintaining the railway the location of the works was chosen for Wolverton
because it was mid-way between Birmingham and London. In the early days of our
New City Wolverton Works was one of our biggest employers.
Sadly that has all gone, not into history but
into heritage. Wolverton has found a new identity but never forget its
importance within our railway. Within that importance is Royal Patronage, it
was the home of The Royal Train. Of all the locations across all railway tracks
in the country this honour was given to Wolverton.
Bletchley:
Wolverton
Railway Station in the north of our New City and in the south Bletchley. Not a
lot more in the childhood days of our New City than fields between them, fields
with their grazing concrete cows.
In
the early days of Milton Keynes Bletchley was the greater used station. As a
student teacher in Bletchley Park it was my access point to and from my home in
the Midlands. It was also the gateway to London, who remembers the 25p (Or was
it 50p) Night Flier return tickets to London. I used this bargain ticket to
watch Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Webber’s rock opera Jesus Christ Superstar at
the Palace Theatre in London.
I
remember a super coffee shop on one of the platforms and I can recall the giant
signal box, known as the power box controlling rail traffic way beyond Milton
Keynes. I never went there but everyone knew of the Railway Club adjacent to
Bletchley Station where only the very best entertainment was ever on offer.