I AM CHRISTOPHER LEACH THE ARTIST. I started this blog so that I can share with everyone my vast collection of transport photographs showing a personal and nostalgic view of the industry with images that span some 45 years taking in the U.K and some of Europe. I have no darkroom and so rather than being the perfectionist after tidying them up I upload the images warts and all, and even those that won't scan squarely or are scratched. In a way it adds age and character. You are all free to download these for your personal use but please remember I still own them and you are not just free to use them without prior permission for any knd of publishing. Click on images to enlarge them and if you want to see more leave your comments or visit my website for the mother-site with galleries including those Buses & Girls: PICTUREWORLD
Sunday, 17 February 2008
Lisbon: I don't want any Orange and I'm getting in a 'right old mess'
I'm not where I want to be and this old bus is going nowhere either.
Being interested in transport one can waste a lot of time on hoilday trying to find certain unlikely locations and especially so when annoyingly language problems steer you right off track. In Lisbon crossing high above on the spectacular Tagus Bridge it was not difficult to notice the collection of gently rotting faded mostly green AEC buses awaiting their final fate at the rear of of Carris Works at Santo Amaro. So the next day with map in hand I pointed where I wanted to go but instead of arriving down by the estuary I ended up at what I believe to be called Rodoviaria the main RN terminus for it's long distance services. Indeed I had put my finger on the right place on the map saying "I want to go here?" but unfortunately directly above it was an arrow to the Tagus Bridge and the words 'THE ALGARVE'. I mean how stupid can people be, after all how many tourists actually want go to the The Algarve to enjoy the sun when normal people like myself getting hot and bothered in the process prefer to seek out those wonderful old AEC's hidden away behind the grim industrial buildings. No doubt this old 'canteen-bus' must mean something to many of you, but for myself I can't tell you much about it apart from it being orange and probably dating from the early-Sixties. I did eventually get there the next day, but sadly it was Saturday and I couldn't go inside the works. However I didn't go away empty-handed as I was able to take a few worthwhile photos of the old buses over the wall at the back.