Pole of the Month – December 2015

Sincere apologies to Malcolm Hindes who probably*1 checks back here on a weekly basis to see if I did anything with the photos he sent me back in August*2.  Yes, of course I did, they’re right here.

Poles of the month?
I spotted these three poles alongside a minor road near Harlaw Hill, east of Alnwick in Northumberland. Perfectly ordinary dropwire is replaced with individual, insulated conductors where it passes under a power line (probably 33kV judging by the insulators). It’s the use of individual brackets and a seemingly random mix of plain and “jam-pot” insulators that makes them so striking. It was a warm day but not so hot as to account for the low hanging wires.

That’s all very well and technical Malcolm, but from the connoisseur telegraphpoleographer’s point of view – they’re simply gorgeous and well deserving this special Yuletide Telegraph Pole of the Month.  Cheers Malcolm, love TPAS.

Pole of the Month, Harlaw Hill, Northumberland.Medium shot of the Harlaw Hill telegraph poles.

*1 He probably doesn’t.

*2 This is something I seem to say a lot.

Pole of the month – July 2015

Honorary member #0469, John Brunsden, has been busy wondering “What the hell ever happened to those photos I sent in for possible “Pole of the Month”?  Here’s what he said.

This pole(s) caught my eye on a recent holiday on the Isle of Wight, it’s the darkside for me, being an Electricity pole and not the much safer Telecommunications sort, but the sheer number of steps made me stop the car and snap away, much to the bemusement of my wife and son 🙁
The 2 other pics are of the poles either side of this one, and both seem a slightly different design??

Well, as I said to my psychiatrist only yesterday, “If it’s tall, wooden, sticky-uppy and has got wires coming out of the top then I’m morbidly fascinated.”  These are indeed handsome poles John, and yes, we continue to play with fire in this society by honouring such large volt carrying structures.  We could be said to be cocking a snoop at the Pylon appreciators by making them P.O.T.M but these have wooden poles and so fall into our remit and so I would defend our right to do so unto death.  My hamster’s death anyway.

A double power distribution pole on the Isle of Wight

Large wooden framed power pylons on isle of wight. Another view of large wooden framed power pylons on isle of wight.

Pole of the Month – April 2015

This could, I suppose, qualify as 3 poles of the month. Or pole of three months. April to June say.  Very pleasing to the eye are these fine triplicating power poles at Birstwith, near Harrogate. The subject matter meets almost exactly the definition of the word “triumvirate”. This was sent to us following a long absence from our pages by none other than Adrian Trainsett Esq (#0484H).  We’ve missed you Sire and your exemplary submissions. 

A trio of power poles near Harrogate, submitted as pole of the month

Pole of the Month – February 2015

F irstly I want to tell you about the hackers that have been bothering me of late, like I didn’t have enough to do already.  I heed all the warnings and take all manner of precautions to keep the buggers out; like parcel taping over the air-vents on my computer; leaving a CD always in the drive, taking the phone off the hook whenever I edit something on here.  Yet despite all this those Viagra-pushing sods – yes I’m swearing now – still got behind my scenes to peddle their pharmaceutical fake filth from our most august of websites.  Luckily, a nice lady came to our door and sold me this amazing device which looks like a portable TV aerial and she said that if I just put it on a table and pointed it at my computer it will keep the hackers and viruses away.  £250 seems a small price to pay for such peace of mind.  My son Tom, reckons it’s the excessive use of words such as “wood”, “sticky-up” and “pole” on here that might be attracting them.  I don’t know what he means!

Anyway, all of that was keeping me from telling the world that our telegraph pole has now been erected here at TPAS HQ in ruralest middest Wales.  And it’s a thing of such exquisite beauty that I can barely take myself away from admiring it.  This is a telegraph pole that has no function at all other than that of being appreciated.

It’s been lying in our yard for months now just waiting for someone to come along and put the damn thing up.  That’s exactly what the Davies brothers*1 from Llanfair Caereinion & Pentre’r-Beirdd did.  They wish, though, to remain completely anonymous, so I’ve covered Scott (on the left) and James’s eyes with one of those black bars you see in the papers sometimes.

When first it went up, I tried to gauge Mrs TPAS’s opinion.  She shook her head and slammed the door on me.  I had to make my own dinner that night too.  But the next day, once I’d got the proper head fitted her heart melted and I was allowed to sleep in the house once more and she told me she loved me almost as much as she loves my telegraph pole.  All is well with the world.  And yes Tom, it’s called “Croc-face”.

Our telegraph pole on the way up Just look how tall our telegraph pole is Scott and James, Erectors of Telegraph Poles The TPAS Telegraph Pole in all its glory The business end of our telegraph pole
*1 Now both Honorary members having gallantly exceeded the call of duty in the service of this very society.

Pole of the Month – September 2014

The Samaritans would have been busy in my part of the world on Monday night.  My favourite team of complete under-achievers managed to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory agaiinst our most severest of rivals with just 12 seconds of added time remaining*1.  Footballers, I think, have little comprehension what this might mean to us who watch from the terraces week-in week out.  There are probably a few more cats cowering this week as a result.  Quite a few sorrows drowned too I shouldn’t wonder in the stupefied fug of after-match pub-debriefings.  And my finger nails are bloodied and gnawed down to the quick from those last few tense moments of a much anticipated derby match.

Thank heavens then that I am the Chief Executive Officer of the world’s premier society of Telegraph Pole Appreciators.  And I came home to an inboxed email containing the following photos of telegraphular gorgeousness kindly sent in by John Brunsden (#0469)…

Not much to report lately, but spotted this old school pole in the Exe Valley between Bampton and Tiverton in Devon last week. 1937 Vintage, not many like this left !
Just used as a carrier pole for the Aerial Cable now…

Happy Telegraph Pole Appreciation Day Tomorrow

John Brunsden.

Not much to report, he says.  If only he knew how he’d single handedly saved my day, our cat’s ribs and that bottle of Talisker which can keep its cork until Christmas now as intended.  Enjoy…

Telegraph Pole of the Month - from the Exe valley

A 3 armed telegraph pole along a lane in Devon The markings on a telegraph pole showing 1937 as year of planting


*1 In case you’re interested it was Chester sodding City 2 Wrexham 1 !!!

Pole of the Month – Dec 2013

What an absolute beauty. As seen by Lord of the Northern Poles, Kev Currie, somewhere between Norfolk and Scotland.  Quite possibly on the A68 which nips o’er hill and dale twixt the A1 and yr Alban (as we say in Wales).  I know a telegraph pole artist who would like this.

A beautiful telegraph pole.


Pole of the Month – June 2013

We haven’t done one of these for a while.  And even less have we done something involving an electricity pole.  Karen Frost sent us this pic.  Karen works for (probably) the best used Telegraph Pole supplier in the world –  Kilgraney Railway Sleepers (www.railwaysleeper.com).  She recognises that I like my poles, and thought I would like this “arty” pic which she titled “Crossed Wires”.  I do, Karen, I do. And if it were any bigger than 800 pixels I would have it made into a poster.  Kilgraney are based in Cotgrave, Nottingham, so presumably this perfectly pleasing parallel perspective pole is around there somewhere.


Pole of the Month – November 2012

Last Thursday, myself and Mrs TelegraphPoleAppreciationSociety set out on a wilderness walk in the Yorkshire Dales.  There we tramped the high paths along the Pennine way to savour the gorgeous mist drizzle and low cloud that one can enjoy in these latitudes.  Before we got to said murk, though, and as we passed through the village of Gayle, next to the more renowned village of Hawes, I spotted this cast iron pole.  Painted turquoise it was too.  I’m not sure I’ve come across one of these in the wild before, but here it is anyway.

The moist weather of which I spake can be seen on th’hills in the background.  They brew reet nice ale round these parts too..

A cast iron pole in the Yorkshire Dales

Pole of the Month – September 2012

Martyn Fielder from… nobody ever says where they’re from… made me blush this week…

What a delight to discover your most enlightening website. I had never previously given much attention to the aesthetic properties of telegraph poles but your well constructed and wonderfully informative pages have opened my blind eyes to hitherto unappreciated beauty.

Normally I pay close attention to my feet while walking outdoors for fear of treading on the cracks in paving stones, but you have enabled me to overcome this phobia and now I walk with head held high admiring the silhouettes against the sky whenever they let me out.

September 2012 - Pole of the Month

Glad to be of service, Martyn. That’s what we’re here for. He continued…

In fact I am very eager to contibute to your pages – I have a wonderful submission for the pole of the month archive (from Africa!) Please let me know how I can send you a file*1 and I promise you will not regret it.*2

Then the photo arrived…

As you’ll see the attraction here is not so much the pole (at least to my untrained eye) as the lack of planning by the builders. I took this picture a few years ago during the construction of a new container storage depot opposite my office in Dakar, Senegal. They eventually moved the pole.

Seems a tad unfair to me – the pole was there first. Anyway, a worthy P.O.T.M. if ever there was.

Meanwhile, I’m off on my jollys to the fabled land of the telegraph poles once more.  I’ll also be trying to check out whether, as Graeme Wallace reported, in Scotland Telegraph Poles can be found predominantly in the back of gardens whilst in England they are in the front.  More to come on this.

Anyway, back in a fortnight.  If you must break in while I’m away, spare me the broken locks please – the key’s under the mat.

 *1 we did       *2 we didn’t

World’s Shortest Telegraph Pole

A very short telegraph pole near Llanfair Caereinion The World's Shortest Telegraph Pole near Llanfair Caereinion B eing a life-long anoraksic I was out indulging one of my other jotter-pad, biro, OS map, compass, GPS hobbies – geographing – recently, when I came across a pair of vertically challenged telegraph poles near Cyfronydd in Powys  They just have to be the world’s smallest.  They were separated by just a few feet and carrying a cable between them; but that was it.  They weren’t raising the wires over a road or across a stream or anything.  The cables just come up from the ground, went through the air for 10 ft or so via these two mini poles and back into the ground again. 

The mind truly boggles… And all just a stone’s throw from my house which is on top of the hill behind the pole in the picture on the right.

Meanwhile, please accept my apologies for the dearth of posts about all things telegraphic recently.  Excuses being, erm, our cat had a dicky stomach, I’ve been busy, er… thin on the ground!  I just don’t know where the time went.

Mr Cummins, I’m coming to your stuff soon, I promise.

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