Monday, 24 February 2014

69, an Odious Number [1] ...

... and a brand of Whisky.
William Sanderson was born in Leith, Scotland, in 1839. He started an apprenticeship with a wine and spirituous liquors producer at the age of 13. In 1863, he already owned his own business and produced liqueurs and whisky blends. In 1880, his son William Mark joined the business. William Mark convinced his father to bottle various blends of whisky. In 1882, William Sanderson prepared one hundred casks of blended whisky and hired a panel of experts to taste them. The batch from the cask (or “vat”) with number 69 was judged to be the best, and this provided the whisky's brand name. Despite the name it is not a vatted malt but a blend of about 40 malt and grain whiskies.

69 is a semiprime. Furthermore, since the two factors of 69 are both Gaussian primes, 69 is a Blum integer.

The aliquot sum of sixty-nine is 27 within the aliquot sequence (69,27,13,1,0) 69 being the third composite number in the 13-aliquot tree.

Of note is that 69² (4,761) and 69³ (328,509) together use every decimal digit from 0-9.

69 is equal to 105 octal, while 105 is equal to 69 hexadecimal.

On many (older?) handheld scientific and graphing calculators, the highest factorial that can be calculated, due to memory limitations, is 69! or 69 shriek or 69 factorial.

Because 69 has an odd number of 1s in its binary representation, it is sometimes called an "odious number."

And, thanks to the mertculous research for which the web site is globally famed, the sainted Wikipedia tells us:-

69 (sixty-nine) is a number following 68 and preceding 70.

Wow! Such academic and intellectual intesity!
It is also the number of a long-standing Sheffield bus route recently equipped with shiny new Streetlites.

Horse trams via Attercliffe pre-date ownership by Sheffield Corporation. Here is a former privately owned tram on the Tinsley route posing to "celebrate" the takeover.
Mr Mallyon, the general manager, is in the shiny topper.

By 1905 the trams were electrified and ran through to Rotherham. Services were jointly operated by the two municipalities and, unusually, the Rotherham "cars" were single ended ...
... so the route ran round one-way loops of roads at each end.
Starting in Sheffield, the route ran via Attercliffe, Carbrook, Tinsley (near the southern end of motorway junction 34 on the above map), Templeborough and the delighfully named Ickles to Rotherham. These communities were originally farming hamlets, bits of which remained until well into the 20th century. This former farm ...
... survived until 1920 and sits here beside the Victorian Attercliffe Vestry Rooms. The "village" once boasted a windmill ...
... and as the community grew it acquired a splendid church which stood, if we are to believe this sentimentalised engraving, at a cliff which gave its name to the district.
What also came to the Don Valley was heavy industry. Here what little remained of the former "villages" was either replaced by cheap housing for workers or simply obliterated to make way for the steel works.

This is the Steel Peech and Tozer works that filled the land between Templerough and Ickles near Rotherham.
The tram route runs along the front of the works and a scattering of workers' cottages and allotments still existed in the 30s when this shot was taken. The tram ran "frequently" (and that really meant "frequently"!!) seven days a week carrying the thousands of workers to their daily shifts. Many walked, of course, from their sub-standard housing ...
... clustered round small back yards with "basic" lavatorial facilities.

But there was a problem. About half way along the Sheffield to Rotherham road was Tinsley; and it had a bridge.
And, furthermore, it was barely wide enough for the trams, let alone the other heavy traffic that needed to pass that way. In 1938 a plan was hatched to replace it; a plan unfulfilled until Mr Hitler had been dealt with.

More tomorrow; when 69 takes on a more personal meaning for the fat bus bloke!
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THE CLEAR-UP - BUT NOT QUITE
The Esplanade has been swept ...
... the beach rubbish cleared away ...
... and Seaton returns to its quaint normality. Except ...
... police and other officials appeared in profusion yesterday morning as fbb started his "constitutional." A murder? A serious seaside accident?  Russian Invasion?

No, a rogue container washed in by the tide was a serious security risk.
Apparently the box contained 14 tons of cigarettes; sadly soggy salt-water soaked ciggies but ciggies on which no duty has been paid. So these unsociable sticks of smelly leaves must either be impounded and the tax paid or destroyed under the eagle eyes of HM Customs and Excise. Quite how they will get smokes and container off the beach in unclear.
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 Next bus/tram blog : Tuesday 25th February 

Sunday, 23 February 2014

A Doddle to Dawdle to Dawlish [3]


The Voyage Home ...
... via Plymouth!

1154 Dawlish (coach)
1222 Newton Abbot

fbb is exploring the provision of replacement buses to cope with the storm damage at Dawlish. Despite a line of containers to protect the site and concrete sprayed to strengthen the bank ...
... there was further damage on Valentines day and Network Rail have extended their estimate for repair time. It looks as if Mr Fearley's fleet of between 140 and 200 hired-in coaches will be working for up to two more months.

fbb has spent a hour looking and lunching and joins the late running 1154 to Newton Abbot. The coach and the road it rides along follows the railway line via Teignmouth. The views from the road are almost as good as those from the railway.
Our scheduled stop at Teignmouth station produced quite a gaggle of customers including two push chairs and contents assisted by a helpful gaggle of First staff.
In planning the day, fbb was beset by a problem. Information about replacement coaches was relatively easy to find ...
... but timetables for the remaining train services were difficult, if not impossible, to obtain from the confuser. Presumably you were expected to use the journey planner as there is a trend on web sites to push the planner and only offfer downloadable PDF leaflets. So from Newton Abbot to Plymouth it was "suck it and see."

The coach off-loaded at the station door (6 minutes late at 1228) ...
... and there was a sleek HST grumbling gently in platform 3.
A helpful First citizen informed fbb that it would leave at 1300; advice reinforced by the electronic displays.
But it is only going to St Erth and not all the way to Penzance, presumably yet another weather problem. But here we meet a difficulty with "clever" electronic confuser driven systems; there was nothing on the screens to tell passengers how to get to Penzance! How many might decide to wait for the next train in deeply forlorn but unrequited hope? Likewise the otherwise helpful loud-speaker announcements offered scant comfort for customers continuing to coastal Kernow.

So fbb grabs a station buffet-supplied cuppa plus Eccles cake and settles down to wait for the 1300 departure in coach D.

1300 Newon Abbot (First Great Western)
1342 Plymouth

Coach D had 7 people in it; the rest of the train was equally sparsely furnished with paying customers. But this gave the chubby one a chance to experience the seat back entertainment referred to in yesterday's blog (read again). Tragically Robot Chicken was no longer available.

fbb was disinclined to shell out £1.75 for a set of headphones so amused himself by watching an episode of ...
... Miranda in total silence. He watched the whole episode because, once started, there appeared to be no way of "changing the channel." No-one else in the carriage was using the facility. There were pages of engineering work announcements although nothing about St Erth to Penzance.
Most entertaining was a screen showing the progress of "yer actual" train. A little blob moved along the line of the track ...
... and it showed speed and, usefully (?) height above sea level. Even this stimulating entertainment ceased to stimulate after a few minutes.

1345 Plymouth (coach)
1445 Exeter St Davids (scheduled)

fbb's original plan was to catch the 1445 non-stop coach back to Exeter but stepped back to the 1345 which was waiting, champing at the injectors and ready to depart. The vehicle was "tired" and the windows were a tad on the grubby side ...
... but a goodly load sped happily to Exeter. Arrival was, however, 15 minutes late due to heavy traffic approaching the the city centre. Once again, staff were on hand to help the confused and anxious, but most people seemed to know what to do; indeed most trotted off to the town or to the car park.

1525 Exeter St Davids (SouthWest Trains)
1606 Axminster

And talking of dirty windows ...
... the SWT diesel unit appeared to have enjoyed a recent mudbath! Whatever happened to the be-overalled man with bucket'n'brush whisking along the platform to decoke the fenestration?

But fbb has left the best bit till the end. On entering the station lobby, this  wonderful sight  greeted the old man:-
FULL MARKS FIRST GREAT WESTERN!

Full marks for valliant efforts to get services up and running; full marks for a well-planned and executed replacement coach set-up and even fuller marks for the free cuppas at Exeter. It gladdens the heart as well as warming the cockles thereof.
An excellent day trip, and all for £6.60 (£10 if you are not old!).

 Next bus blog : Monday 24th February 

Saturday, 22 February 2014

Who are ooh-AR in AB?

The first bus company in the world to bring its seatbacks to life!
The mind boggles!

Anyway, fbb has bought a new mobile phone.
The old one (left) was getting a bit battered and then the touch screen went funny. This meant that you had to press the screen one button to the right of the one you wanted. Sadly the problem did not wrap around and so the right hand functions became impossible to, well, function; except at arbitrary moments when everything worked correctly. This was a strain on fbb's brain.

Now he has a new phone (right) which is an even bigger strain on the brain.

So far, fbb has sent unintelligible txts (e.g. "Shuh") to mystified chums, taken many pictures of the inside of his pocket, and, impressively, taken 10 pictures in quick succession of the kerb outside fbb towers. He has even managed to get two identical analogue clocks on the "home" screen showing exactly the same (correct) time. He can't get rid of either!

Technology rushes on much faster than old codgers can assimilate. But, with the help of No. 3 son (phone), trucker chum David (txt) and an old lady at the Church jumble sale last Saturday (face to face), your chubby blogger is making slow but steady progress.

But here's new way if using this stuff!

Local bus operator, First Aberdeen, is thought to have become the first bus company in the world to bring its seatbacks to life using the latest "augmented reality" technology. Customers, using their smart phones or tablets, can scan vinyls on the backs of seats to view interviews with First Aberdeen staff, learn more about services, surf the net or even book tickets for the theatre.

First has implemented the ground-breaking initiative on its Platinum Service 19 buses ...

... and on all its Service 17 & 18 Northern Lights buses ...

... 35 vehicles in total, all of which feature free wi-fi for customers.

fbb's last journey by plane was probably with a company called "Wright Brothers", but blog readers who regularly jet across the oceans will recognise this ...
... seat back in-flight entertainment. Something similar has been on offer on First Great Western trains.

Transform Your Journey : Let us entertain you in the Entertainment Carriage in Coach D on all High Speed Trains. The world’s first on-train video-on-demand TV system is free, easy to use and packed full of fantastic content. Choose from the latest comedies, drama, documentaries, children’s programmes and sports.

 The FGW "service" is provided by  fellow Scottish company called ...
... which offers a selection from the following:-
fbb can't wait for the Dawlish repair to be completed in order to watch "Robot Chicken" instead of enjoying the view from the window on a run from Exeter to Plymouth.

But this is on buses in Aberdeen.
And these seat backs are not like that. First you download an app.
 fbb hasn't even begun to think about that yet; whatever it means.

Then you point your device ...
... which sounds a bit unpleasant. But here's the "logo on the right".
fbb thinks that's the "AR" thingey.

The you wait for the surprise
First Aberdeen's press release continues:-

Our announcement today demonstrates that we are at the forefront of new technology. Our new "Augmented Reality" feature brings our seatbacks to life and makes bus travel that little bit more interesting, enjoyable and useful for our customers. We believe we are the first company in the world to use this kind of technology.

So what is "The Surprise"?

The cutting edge technology is incredible. It's amazing that our customers, by using their smart phones or tablets, can watch specially recorded interviews with First staff and learn more about our services. The new technology allows customers to book a trip to the local theatre and watch high quality video trailers of some of the blockbuster West End shows coming to Aberdeen - including Ghost The Musical and Wicked.

Yes Siree! You can use all this super-swish and incomprehensible technology to watch advertisements. Now what a splendid idea!

The company providing this intrusion service is called "oo-AR." [Run by pirates or based in the West Country?] So, for the benefit of our many readers who can't wait to get wifi-ed up to this, here's the exciting oo-AR promotional video.
fbb is afraid, very afraid.

His new phone is by Motorola which is owned by Google. The phone makes most of fbb's decisions for him; even locking on to his domestic WiFi without asking! The fear is that one day, in the not too distant future, Google will simply take control of everything and just by switching on your "device", you will be bombarded with "oo-AR" not-quite-sub-liminal commercial brain washing.
ooo-Ar - ooo-Er!

P.S. fbb has now made a successful phone call!

 Next bus/rail blog : Sunday 23rd February 

Friday, 21 February 2014

A Doddle to Dawdle to Dawlish [2]


 Dawlish Dawdle Done in 60 min

Before Dawlish itself was settled, fishermen and salt makers came down from the higher ground where they lived, to take advantage of the natural resources available on the coast hereabouts. They built salterns to produce salt and stored it in sheds nearby. The unpredictable nature of the stream, Dawlish Water, during floods is likely to have led to nearby Teignmouth being the preferred site for salt-making, and the practice stopped at Dawlish during the Anglo-Saxon period (AD 400–1000).

Little of note happened at Dawlish until the end of the 18th century, when seaside locations on the south coast started to become popular with the wealthy, mainly caused by George III making Weymouth in Dorset his summer holiday residence from 1789.

Of course, the Great Western Railway brought fame and holidaymakers in (buckets and) spades. And it has been the collapse of the railway that has brought fbb into the town on a replacement coach from Exeter.
The famous sea front walks ...
... were closed and barred due to damage; and the authorities' unwillingness to allow anyone to use their common sense. fbb was ready and willing to risk tripping on a rock. Maybe next "they" will close beaches in case somebody trips over a cuttlefish.
Getting close to the repair work was impossible. An army of beefy and grim-faced blokes with dinky plastic hard hats was on guard at the end of the road, complete with slavering dogs, Kalashnikovs and tactical nuclear weapons.

fbb's schedule allowed him a brief sixty minutes to look round. So, as usual, he went firstly to the Tourist Information Centre (complete with big shiny sign) to seek public transport information.
The logical approach seemed to be over there, to the right ...
... but this led nowhere! A retreat of a few yards and a look round the other side revealed an entrance. And, as we all know, the West Country is open for business ...
... but the TiC wasn't. It was half term, the sun was shining and, whilst fbb was waiting for his next journey, four loads of coach holiday makers returned to their "charas". Poor service from Dawlish TiC. But generally, the town was open and looked delightful in the lunchtime sun.
From an aesthetic point of the view the shopping parade near the station is dominated by a huge amusement arcade  facility, not popular with some but great entertainment for others.
The colour of the fascia looks quite subdued in this fbb snap; it is a lurid orange. Nice? Yuk?

But this is (usually) a public transport blog, so back to the business in  hand. Stagecoach operates the main bus services in the area and the company is aiming to "help those disadvantaged by the flood damage"; i.e. make special offers to try and lure people away from the trains, preferably permanently.
There's an extension of the day and weekly ticket area from Exeter too.
Service 2 parallels the train from Exeter via Dawlish to Newton Abbot (no "Hop" on the map) ...
... and runs every 20 minutes.

Then there is First's substitute waiting room at Dawlish Station (where access to the platfoms was utterly forbidden) ...
... in which fbb did not wait; because it was time for lunch at Geronimo's, which serves as a station caff. And perched precariously on the counter was Geronimo himself.
Geronimo (Mescalero-Chiricahua: Goyaałé "one who yawns"; June 1829 to February 17, 1909) was a prominent leader of the Bedonkohe Apache who fought against Mexico and the United States for their expansion into Apache tribal lands for several decades during the Apache Wars. "Geronimo" was the name given to him during a battle with Mexican soldiers.

An all day breakfast ...
... and a mugga (£4.49) prepared fbb for his onward journey by coach and train to Plymouth. Wot, no egg? fbb has developed a "reaction" to eggs so the head cook and bottle washer prepared an extra sausage instead. Very considerate.

A few minutes wait, a chat with  very nice man from First, and the coach arrived, 7 minutes late but with a better load of nearly a dozen brave folk. Here is a picture of the 1154 from Dawlish to Newton Abbot:-
Spot the rail replacement vehicle!

Once again, there were plenty of First blokes and blokesses available to deal with one coach hourly in each direction; three (!) staff on the departing coach (one was going home off-shift), one of whom was actually checking tickets. Once again, departure screens in the station (No access to platforms!) ...
... gave simplified coach/bus information - but no printed material.

 A Doddle to Dawdle to Dawlish [3] 
       will appear on Sunday       

It was the one on the left. The one on the right was the last of the four holiday coaches to load.

And in case you're confused (fbb was!) "Hop2" used to be called "Go2".

Go. Hop. Skip. Jump. Gibber. Gibber.

 Next bus/rail blog : Saturday 22nd February