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After a short while hanging about in the office, we headed outside and
got on a coach, which was already half-full of people from Cricklewood.
We
didn't really know where we were going or why before we got there, but
the production team soon told us why we were meeting up with some of the
residents of Cricklewood and heading down to the wilds of Kent.
The Cricklewood residents had found out that trains loaded with nuclear
waste were to be left overnight at a set of railway sidings there en route
from Dungeness to Sellafield. As you can imagine, they were none
too happy at the idea of having nuclear waste in their neighbourhood and
had already started to campaign against it. They asked Mark and
Vera to help them out.
Further
investigations revealed all sorts of scary facts about the transportation
of nuclear waste through the UK, one of which was that the trains of nuclear
waste have no security precautions worth mentioning, so we were heading
down to Kent to mount a people's guard on a train travelling from Dungeness
power station.
There's a point on the journey down in Kent where the train has to go
through a manual level crossing and this was thought to be a suitable
place to kick off. Mark and a film crew hung around waiting for
the train.

A fnord-mate and myself were hanging about (for about
3 hours!) under a railway bridge with a large banner reading "Saving
lives and half-lives" a few miles up the line at the time and missed
this bit, but when the driver got out (leaving the train unprotected!)
Mark approached him and asked if he thought the security arrangements
were up to scratch. Then out popped dozens of other people and a couple
of armoured cars (and some curious locals) who formed the "Nuclear
Trains Protection Militia" and the fun started!
Mark
legged it to Lydd airport, dived in a helicopter and followed the train
up the line to where there were a few other groups of people loitering
at stations and bridges with banners (One proclaiming "Only three
nuclear train derailments in 1998"), water pistols and the like.
The rest of the people who'd been at the crossing got back on the coach
to follow the train and team up with the other groups at strategic points
along the way. Once the train had made it's way past us all (with
a few delays and a few visits from the local constabulary - apparently
the locals had reported us as a group of hunt saboteurs!) we all got back
on the coach and headed down to the Dungeness visitors centre for part
two of the escapade.
We
all had to pretend we were from an adult education institute and we sat
through an interesting (but extremely dull) multimedia presentation on
Nuclear fuel by Dr Who (Peter Davison) and strategically declined a tour
round the power station before Mark surreptitiously put an "interesting"
map up in the centre showing the routes of all the nuclear waste-carrying
trains through the country.
Then
the police put in another appearance when the visitors centre staff rumbled
us. Mark was questioned (lightly) and autographs were exchanged.
While the police questioned Mark, a few people staged a nuclear train
crash in the foyer.
This trip was originally planned for the previous week, but on checking,
the research team were told there would be no train running that week.
As it turns out, one did. They were also told that the train we
guarded was not carrying any waste, just empty flasks being transported
elsewhere, but seeing as they lied about the previous train, who knows
if these flasks were actually carrying waste or not?
On
the show that this item was broadcast on, the famous train crash footage
of a diesel train being deliberately crashed into a flask to prove how
safe they were was shown. Now I don't know if anyone else has noticed
this, but the flask used in that crash looks considerably larger and beefier
than the ones on the train that we saw!
All
in all, a cracking day out, but there was a strange coincidence for me
later on that day when my cab driver back in Hampshire told me that he
actually worked at Dungeness when it was being built! Weird, eh?
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