We all know about the Fabled Lost Pole of Bala Leisure Centre. Well here’s another lost pole and I think I’m going to use my high office as member #0001 of The Telegraph Pole Appreciation Society to enfable it. Enfabling means that this becomes only the UK’s second ever Fabled Pole. This one is henceforth to be known as The Fabled Lost Pole of Norton Fitzwarren*1. So fabled is it, that all I can tell you is that it’s in some woods, on a footpath next to the West Somerset Railway.
For a pole to become fabled is the telegraphic equivalent of beatification – which is something highly churchy and to do with the making of saints. And I don’t mean Southampton Football Club.
Special thanks, as always, to completely favoured TPAS correspondent, Agent #0469H John Brundsen. John is a climber of poles by day and walker with ‘er indoors by weekend. His emails always make me pause as they are 100% always newsworthy. And this one is, to quote the vernacular, a “stonker”. It was John, you will remember, who provided this society with this view of Cornwall through a hole in a telegraph pole.
*1 There’s a rude joke here about Norton Fitzwarren, I’m sure, but we’re better than that.
