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.