Thursday 8 December 2016

J'accuse Chris Grayling and Andrew Allner

The Brighton Belle was famous for its kippers. Laurence Olivier would take a leisurely breakfast back to his
home in Ashurst in Sussex on the train after a West End triumph, reading the theatre reviews. The train began life in June 1934 and most of the brown and cream Pullman carriages – the only electric Pullman carriages in the world – survived the war, holed up in the Crystal Palace High Level Station, now a housing estate.

The Brighton Belle only took an hour to go the 51 miles from Victoria to Brighton, and it left every day at noon, pulling into the seaside at one o’clock on the dot. Along with the Golden Arrow boat train to Paris, it was the jewel in the crown of the old Southern Railways. It lasted until the 1970s. Southern’s successors have clearly not managed to keep up the reputation for luxury.

It is worth remembering the great days of Southern rail because, although it is a different shape to the GTR franchise now – which covers the Great Northern franchise as well, and rather bizarrely has a registered office in Newcastle – it is not entirely dissimilar.

One difference is that the old Southern Railways used to go as far as Cornwall, operating out of the biggest and most complex of all the London railway terminals, at Waterloo. But it also had a reputation for extreme efficiency, which none of the other Big Four railway companies, operating from 1923 to 1948, managed to attain – then or now.

That efficiency appears to have been disposed of quietly, along with the reputation, and the luxury of the Brighton Belle replaced with the kind of functional Gatwick Express coaches without legroom or anywhere to put hot drinks – and which appear to have been designed so they can be hosed down easily.

It marks the end of the achievement of the great railway manager, Sir Herbert Walker, and the journalist J. B. Elliot who took over from him and who masterminded Southern’s distinctive advertising (the little boy looking up at the train driver in his cab is still with us). It was Walker who managed to forge all the companies that made up the old Southern into one unit, symbolised by smashing a hole between the two parallel stations at Victoria.

More on this in my short book about the Southern crisis Cancelled!

I’ve written this blog because, now that we approach the train drivers’ strike, I’ve been thinking about Laurence Olivier, but also the French novelist Emile Zola, whose Dreyfusard open letter J’accuse in 1898 forced him into exile in Crystal Palace. It isn’t my intention to be forced into exile, though living in the Southern Rail franchise at the moment does feel a little like that.

But equally, after finding it extremely hard to do my job – and therefore earn money (I employ myself) – I feel like making my own version of J’accuse about the ridiculous situation at Govia Thameslink and the Southern franchise.

So these are the guilty individuals. They don’t include GTR CEO Charles Horton nor rail minister Paul Maynard. Neither have any real room for manoeuvre: they are ciphers, unable to prevent the closedown of train services to Sussex, even if they were willing to. Though they are complicit.

But I should certainly include RMT leader Mick Cash and Aslef leader Mick Whelan for their lack of concern for the people who depend on their members, for their violent rhetoric (kicking in the teeth and all that). And for letting Southern off the hook for the consequences of their understaffing – allowing the government to shift to their favourite strike rhetoric. And Peter Wilkinson at the Department of Transport, responsible for the useless GTR franchise contract.

It expect it will infuriate them to see themselves and their great enemies grouped into the same paragraph, but I don’t have the power to do more than annoy, ever so mildly.

And note, the semi-retired and the managers are able to choose to stay at home to avoid the uncertainty and the disruption. Those who are suffering are the low-paid who have to commute, who work in retailing or those going to job interviews – and who appear to be having job offers withdrawn when managers discover they are relying on GTR.

I have huge respect for the ordinary frontline staff on Southern, who put themselves on the line over and over again since the spring to support embattled passengers. But their union leaders and the GTR managers and the politicians hate each other so much, and are so obsessed with each other, that they don’t notice the human consequences of the current unravelling.

But I accuse two other people most of all:

1.    Chris Grayling, the Transport Secretary, who does so little to support beleaguered passengers, and is ultimately responsible for the dysfunctional contract which has caused all the trouble.

2.    Andrew Allner, the rather shadowy chairman of the Go-Ahead Group which owns 60 per cent of GTR and who is ultimately responsible for their failure to recruit the staff they need – and for cutting anyone else on the platforms not actually screwed down.

Both have other pressures on them, Grayling from the Treasury and Allner from the stock market – big fleas have bigger fleas upon their backs to bite them – but they are the people who are taking, and have taken, the decisions which led to where we are.

Grayling’s proposal to hand over control of the track and infrastructure to the franchise holders is a very small step in the right direction. The idea of separating them was enforced by the European Commission on the Major government and certainly did not constrain Sir Herbert Walker.

But what else are Grayling or Allner doing? Grayling appears to be relishing the situation now that it has come down to a strike, but what about us? Where are the chartered buses? Where are the chartered late night taxis? Where are the signs that the government has any concern about the impact on the Sussex economy, on its polluted atmosphere from the resulting traffic, on its wrecked lives? All we get are more security guards.

And, please, there is nothing about the government’s vision of a human-free railway that is in any sense modernising.

The industrial action has now begun, and will cause even more disruption until Christmas - and there is no reason to believe the chaos won't go on afterwards. So why is nobody responsible resigning?

See my book Cancelled! on the Southern Railways disaster, now on sale for £1.99 (10p goes to Railway Benefit Fund).

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Worth remembering that the ordinary staff you admire have voted for strike action. The RMT has a relatively aggressive leadership, but one that reflects the views and attempts to represent the interests of its members. After 4 decades of government hostility to workplace democracy, it takes a lot of resentment for workers to vote to lose money by going on strike. Quite an achievement then by Grayling!

MJW said...

Grayling and the DfT are too far invested in the sham that this is a dispute between Govia and the unions rather than a deliberate implementation of a DfT policy. They cannot come clean now, as admitting the DfT has essentially staged the whole thing would be suicide, especially as plenty of idiots are still buying the schtick about the unions being the pantomime villains of the piece.

Barney said...

Last Saturday, not a strike day, numerous trains to and from Eastbourne were cancelled. Crews were ready and willing to take the trains out, but management decided to make the travelling public suffer some more.

On Monday, still not a strike day, my first train arrived in Brighton on time. My next one wasn't officially cancelled. It just didn't show on the destination boards. I was informed that I'd have to wait an additional half hour for an alternative.

This alternative train arrived, and was immediately cancelled, the next one being a full hour later.

Lo and behold, this cancelled train/sardine tin was then reinstated, leaving Brighton around fifteen minutes late.

Being disabled, I need ramps to get on and off the trains, but as is usual nowadays, there was only one person on duty at Brighton, doing his best to cope with eight busy platforms. Sometimes there are none, so I won't be able to travel at all when they get rid of the guards, which is clearly the intent, despite denials from the company.

Even worse is Portslade station, which was unmanned for months. Now there is often someone to meet me, but these people aren't allowed to touch the ramps, so I still have to rely on the guard to get me on or off the trains.

Why are these people even there if they're not allowed to do anything?

Every day we hear numerous excuses for cancelling or delaying trains. Broken rails, broken down trains, power supply problems, signalling problems, all indicators of inadequate maintenance, and then they have the audacity to blame everything on the hard-working train crews because they dare to strike occasionally. What other option do they have?

That's why trade unions came about in the first place, to give oppressed workers the unity to enable them to stand up to bullying employers.

I'm convinced that this deliberate destruction by the government of (just our part of?) the rail network is part of a larger plan. Despite endless "road works" that appear to serve no purpose beyond causing misery for motorists, the roads haven't been maintained for years. Roads and pavements are full of potholes, and when a hole becomes so bad that something has to be done about it, the repair is so shoddy that it collapses within a few weeks or months. Some roads have patches on top of patches.

Is this government trying to stop people travelling? Will we soon have to apply for "internal passports" (permits to travel) as was the case in Russia under communism? Already we have KGB-style "thought police" ready to cart us off to the gulag (courts and prison) if we show signs of thinking "forbidden thoughts", and the same group responsible for communism now infests "our" government.

"We preach tolerance, so shut up!"