Tuesday, 11 August 2026

fbb's Summer Advebtures 1B

 Rotten One At Otterton

Aeons ago, fbb was verbally chastised by an adoring relative, of the posh female variety, for misuse of the word 'rotten'. "Only fruit is 'rotten'" she boomed threateningly!

Bill The Bard wasn't talking about fruit.

"Something is rotten in the state of Denmark" is from 'Hamlet''. It is spoken by the guard Marcellus in Act 1, Scene 4, after a ghost appears at the castle.

And, talking of the Spectral World ...

Ghostly Ghastly Guesthouse

As fbb's Stagecoach 9A sped between Colyford and Sidford, the old man amused himself by checking how accurate the "next stop" display (with verbal) announcements were.

They were hard to hear in a bus packed full of excited passengers, many of whom would alight to experience the delights of Sidmouth's folk event.

The best the system could manage was a strident "The Next Stop Is" followed by the stop name un a much quieter voice.

But the screens were OK except when neither matched reality in their timing, on three occasions. 

Then there was this:-

"The Next Stop Is" followed by Three Horseshoes Inn. There were no passengers on or off, but fbb was able to snap The Inn That Wasn't There'.
It was there, once ...
... but was closed when the fbbs arrived in East Devon in 2013. It slowly decayed ...
... the rumour being that its owners could not get planning permission to demolish it. So they left nature to do the job for them ...
... very successfully.

It was replaced with a house a couple of years ago,
The "official" stop name is really "inappropriate". But it does appear to be a development with no name. It seems likely that Three Horseshoes Farm (upper left on map view below) took its name from the pub!

Sidmouth Stop Shambles
The 157 is hourly, the 382 and 899 both run very approximately every TWO hours. The 9/9A is every 30 minutes. The 387A has one departure in the morning and one arrival in the afternoon on Thursdays only.

But when it is busy it can be chaos. When a broken down bus blocks one stand ...
... and when half hourly Folk Festival shuttles come and go.
Each shelter has a bus stop sign ...
... and there is just one electronic display screen affixed high on a pole. Depending where the sun is, the tiny screen can be illegible. At busy times it is often surrounded by a scrum of anxious locals and visitors trying to read it. Or, as fbb overheard from an overheated potential passenger:-

"It says the 9A to Seaton is 'due' but it hasn't changed for 10 minutes!"

And can you read the information on the bus stop flags?
So when the fbbs passed through twice, there was chaos as folk folk and non folk passengers tried to find their bus. And was the 9A going to Seaton or Exeter? And had anyone seen a 157 to Exmouth?

The lady who posed the latter question had already mussed one 157 which arrived at the outer end of the row of stands, then left, ignoring passengers waiting at the correct shelter. She was thrilled!

In peak summer, and certainly during the Folk Festival, there should be a man in a peaked cap and a high-ves vist helping the passengers find their correct bus.
It is called good customer service.

For the record, Sidmouth used to have three high quality timber shelters as befits a demure seaside resort with no slot machine arcades. 
One was burnt down by the idle youff and replaced by a smaller timber hut, still extant ... 
 
... the other two, presumably to save maintenance costs, are more draughty less comfortable standard characterless products and far less "green".

Well done, Devon county!

More on customer service tomorrow as this blog became more complex as it was compiled. The owner of the 81 plus year old brain (it was formed in mother's womb) needed a bit more time to sort out a weird Stagecoach timetable and a weird Stagecoach route.

But, in the meantime ...

Blast The Ballasting continued ...

It is certainly looking better ...
... but way way short of the work of skilled modellers. They use a proper ballast spreader!
fbb needs to rediscover his sleepers by removing the grey poster paint! Others have had similar problems ...
... but others simply don't bother.
To be fair, above is part of a narrow gauge layout. In reality narrow gauge track is often laid to a lower standard that a British railway main line. But below is part of Simon George's "Heaton Lodge Junction" in 'O' gauge.
Note the variety in ballast texture but also admire the 'main line' perfection.

It's enough to make a grown man cry.

 Next Otterton conclusion blog : Wed 12 Aug 

Monday, 10 August 2026

fbb's Summer Adventures 1A

Potter On To Otterton

Like Julian, Ann, Dick, their cousin George(ina) and Timmy (the dog), fbb has been on a summer adventure. As adventures go, it was rather feeble, but appropriate as your aged blogger has suffered from a touch of the feebles as he recovers from his gastric event of many weeks ago.

As an aside, a first edition of the above book could cost you £500!

So, accompanied by Mrs fbb, you recuperating reporter is off to Otterton Mill.

It was a top deck seat on Stagecoach's finest ...
... which left Seaton Underfleet on time at 1004.
The route skirts the town centre ...
... before making its way via Harepath Road to join the main A3052 on the western edge of Colyford.
There is very little intermediate traffic until Sidford is reached. This community grew up around a ford across the River Sid (surprise!). It is now a large residential area contiguous with Sidmouth ...
... but does retain something of its ancient character if you keep your architectural eyes open.
You would guess that the pub is old, standing guard at the village crossroads.
We turn left at the pub and traffic lights to drop down to Sidmouth.
Sidmouth spread inland in Victorian times which leaves the remains of a small 'suburban' shopping centre now reduced to a very few trading premises and a lot converted into residential use.

We approach the town centre passing the splendid independent Radway Cinema ...
... before turning right just short of the main shopping street ...
... still with a smattering of independent traders including a bookshop and an excellent green grocer's. The White Horse chippy (sit in or take away) is down there, occasional suppliers of a pensioners' nosh to the fbbs.

Once again, there are plenty of examples of old Sidmouth and posh Sidmouth to observe.
Woodlands is appropriately ancient!
We will meet Walt again soon.

The fbbs alighted at the Sidmouth Triangle 'terminus' where much was happening.

A Stagecoach bus was busted ...
... with man and van in attendance. The engine turned over happily on the starter motor but without that essential roar of combustion. It sounded like a lack of fuel. The van man (was he called Dan?) got it started - eventually -  and its driver took her sickly steed back to Exeter. fbb hopes she got there!

It was Sidmouth Folk Fortnight so everywhere was very busy. fbb's 9A was jam packed with standing pax and only a couple of seats free upstairs. 
They had alighted pre Sidford at the Donkey Sanctuary.

There was a wait for the 157 due at 1212 ...
... which was late and busy. It is depressing when pesky passengers, wanting to get on or even get off are so inconsiderate as to impede accurate time keeping.

This gave fbb a chance to observe players on the Putting Brown ...
... to spot the arboreal dinosaur in the little oasis opposite ...
... listen to an instrumental combo performing for "folk" folk nearby - and watch the special Park'n'Ride Festival buses come (busy) and go (usually empty).
The 157 arrived ten late and left even later as Ms driver availed herself of the adjacent 'facilities'.
The eagle-eyed amongst our readers may have spotted that fbb's action shots of the journey were all taken fron top deck, near the front. This is because it was practicable for the arthritic one to heave his ancient bulk upstairs at Seaton and gently negotiate the the ancient bulk's descent at Sidmouth without delaying the journey.

Such temporal excess would not be available at Otterton, so fbb and Mrs remained on the bottom shelf of a Stagecoach decker in the now abandoned motorway maintenance livery..
The new town on the pebble ford ...
... offers a pleasant main street, preceded by where the railway station isn't.
Diesel units ...
... replaced steam on the quiet run to Exmouth.
Notably, south of the A3052 was the Newton Poppleford Camping Coach.
As a child, your author tried to persuade mum and dad to book the camping coach for a subsequent Devon holiday. They didn't.

The line closed in 1967 and fbb well remembers the camping coach from passing by in approx 1955.

The village has plenty of memories of its bucolic past including these properties near the turn off for Budleigh Salterton.
And so to Colaton Raleigh. 
It's that Walt again; although the sainted Wikipedia has nothing to say about any genuine links between the village and its globe-trotting namesake. 

Our bus passes the driveway of Bicton House ...
... grand home of an Agricultural College; and Bicton Park ...
... home to Botanical Gardens and a splendid miniature railway.
Sadly, it is powered by an internal combustion engine, not steam, but offers a pleasant trundle amongst terraces and trees.

And so to Otterton Mill ...
... where fbb has a cautionary tale to tell!

More tomorrow.

 Next Otter blog : Tuesday 11th August