Telegraph Poles as Navigation Aids
Well, I’ve been banging on about this for years. Fact or fiction, that telegraph poles are aligned to have their insulators face towards London. There was evening a major film with Stoddart E. Schmelhausen in the title role of The Pole Liner you may recall. But really, always, without some real documentary evidence.
Until NOW that is. Thanks to the magic that is telegraph pole enthusiast Rick Howell. He tells us he was reading The Light Car Manual – published in 1914 when he came upon the nugget you see below.
We have feebly covered the topic on here before <here> and <here> and also within the weighty, sage tome Telegraph Pole Appreciation for Beginners which we absolutely insist you buy <here> because it is only £5.99 after all, and if you root around on this website you’ll find a further 10% discount code called IAMSKINT to use at the checkout. Thanks Rick for this epic find.

Pole of the Month – February 2019
The prestigious award of Pole of the Month is probably, by now, posthumous (for this pole).
Man of few words and pole contractor Graham Morgan sent us this photo of this eight-armed beauty he was sent to recover from the railway yard at Ashford, Kent. He says he doesn’t know what to do with it. He could always put a stamp on it and post it to me.
Alas, one of the few remaining 8-armers is no more. We should consider changing our name to Telegraph Pole Preservation Society.
Oban wan Kenobi*
If we had an annual awards ceremony (we don’t) and were to dish out prizes (we don’t) for telegraphic excellence then this wonderful example of post-retirement appropriation would undoubtedly win our prestigious Golden Pole Award (it didn’t, there’s no such thing).
Kenny McLennan, presumably from Oban, noticed contractors replacing his local (GPO 1940) DP1 and so he retrieved it (read purloined) and modified it as bird feeder for his rockery. This is just fantastic Kenny. We at TPAS HQ are inspired. And the Tom Tits of Oban won’t know they’re born. Mind you that little scamp of a white doggie on the right there looks like he’s just left you something in your plant pot.
*Oban wan Kenobi. I really thought that by the time I clicked the Publish button on this I would have come up with a witty headline. As you can see I failed.

This year I will be passing through Oban twice. #1 mid April, via the ferry terminal and heading for Barra, then north to Stornoway for my 3 week long expedition checking out poles of the Outer Hebrides (watch this space) then #2 the Glenforsa Fly-in on on Mull, 24th & 25th May. Refuelling at Oban probably. If we make it that far that is, in a 1962 vintage Rallye Cub. I’m telling you all this to give you all time to organise street parties and bunting and stuff.
Telegraph Pole Restoration II
No prizes for guessing what Prof of Telegraphpoleology Jake Rideout is going to do with these bits and pieces recovered from his local salvage yard (Frome presumably). I’m told this will be a freestanding garden folly sort of affair and we are promised photos of the progress and finished product. Watch this space. And if you’re up for a bit of Friday evening, just before the Archers, telegraph pole porn, you could do worse than check out Jake’s Youtube channel.
This is not the site to visit for technical information pertaining to telegraph poles. You'll find nothing about 10KVa transformers, digital telephone networking or even so much as a single volt. This is a website celebrating the glorious everyday mundanitude of these simple silent sentinels the world over. We don't care what the wires contain either. They all carry electricity in some way be it the sparky stuff which boils your kettle, or the thinner stuff with your voice in it when you're on the phone.













Ooh! Bit of a dilemma here. You see, our TPAS motto is "If it's tall, wooden, sticky-uppy and got wires all coming out the top then it gets appreciated". But then have a look at these fine finialed METAL beauties spotted recently in Porthmadog. As you can see from my appreciation stamp I just had to tick the two boxes. A sort of Schrödinger's appreciation - a superposition of appreciation and non-appreciation.


























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