Bexleyheath Market Place to Orpington Station
Thursday January 3rd 2013
Our (high) number bus had left us in the resting place for
Bexleyheath buses but the B14 driver directed us round the corner to the market
place/clock tower where he picked us (and a few others) up in his very small
single door bus. We had decided to broach the letter buses as Bexleyheath’s
station is a considerable distance away from the commercial centre, so our
journey home would have been complicated and thus taking one of its B routes
elsewhere seemed to make more sense.
We left Bexleyheath to the south out along the Broadway
where there were no fewer than three nail salons, a few varied take-aways and –
surprisingly – a Turkish vegetable and fruit shop which had folded while the
next-door Fancy Dress and Balloon Specialty shop was going strong: no
accounting for tastes. I detail the commerce as it was to be a while before we
saw anything but residential buildings.
After the stretch of road known as the Crook Log, which has
pubs, leisure centres and GP surgeries all named for it, the bus takes the road
alongside Danson Park, which has a bit of everything to entertain families open parkland for strolling, boating on the lake, children’s play areas. There
is also an historic classic Palladian Villa which, even if the wealth of the
original owner was gained in dubious Caribbean trading then lost by successive
dissolute generations, makes a pretty centrepiece to the park. Not far from here is the other historic
residence of William Morris and extended circle - the Red House. Both houses have rather unpredictable opening times so any
intending visitor would need to check.
The Danson underpass, which signalled the start of a ‘Hail
& Ride’ section, was less of an underpass more of a long bridge under the A2. From
this point we only stopped once for a lady with a shopper who clearly knew when
the bus was due (it only runs twice an hour) while one family who had boarded
at Bexleyheath with us got off. The bus does a complete loop round a Thirties
era development of mainly semi-detached homes interspersed with a few
bungalows, which I take to be Albany Park.
There was a distinct incline to this loop – first down to the modern
church, then up again – as we were driving down to the bottom of the River Cray
valley, having earlier crossed the Cray’s tributary the Shuttle and in fact we were today following the river back to its
source. Just after we spotted a load of cranes, but of the
mechanical not bird variety – almost as decorative when in a flock.
In order to serve the older parts of Sidcup where there are
larger 19th century build homes, now frequently divided into flats,
the bus does a further ‘Hail & Ride’ dog-leg emerging briefly onto Sidcup
High Street (charity shops and the Police Station, closed since we last
came this way). By the Green is a large Morrisons but these facts may not be
related.
Then just in a quiet (!) nook between the As 20 and 222 is
the spread out site of Queen Mary’s Hospital Sidcup, with this route calling at
both A and B blocks – the latter’s car park looking more like a water feature
or boat pond but then there is nearby Watery Lane, which might account for
this. Perhaps the frogs of Frognal were re-asserting their rights? Queen Mary’s
is of course one of the three overspent hospitals, which has led to the bizarre
and controversial decision to close (downsize) the newly built A&E at
Lewisham in favour of the one at Queen Elizabeth’s Woolwich.
By the time we come to post this things may look clearer –
and more acceptable to most of the population of SE London.(A temporary and compromise reprieve, which is unlikely to hold?)
As is usual with the smaller routes they only use the busy 6
lane highways where unavoidable, so after a quick sashay along the A20 the bus
turns off uphill to St Paul’s Cray, which, much to Jo’s surprise, was looking
and sounding more like her old stamping ground of SW Herts. Here we were offered Croxley Green followed
by Chorley Wood and Chipperfield and apparently even Breakspear has a
Hertfordshire connection. As there was no sign of teleportation we decided it
was just one of those quirks. St Paul and St Mary Cray are no longer the
villages they once were, and while there is quite a lot of greenery, especially
some rather fine stepped rugby pitches, the commerce is concentrated back down
on the main roads into Orpington on the Nugent Retail Estate, where you can
even find a Waterstones and Debenhams. This all seems a bit back to front as
when you then get to Orpington its traditional High Street is now given over to
pound shops, closed units and the largest range of charity shops you could hope
for.
Opposite the Nugent is the rather older industrial estate
including the Allied Bakeries Thirties building. There was me thinking it was
now longer in use but in fact more bread comes out of here than you might think
The best thing since sliced bread anyone??
By the time we were approaching Orpington from the Perry
Hall end the Cray was clearly re-asserting itself through the park with the
ponds looking more impressive than usual in Priory Park Gardens, apparently its
source. Talking of 'water' Affinity is what was previously the Water Board, a rebranding I'm just not getting?
After taking on few passengers through the Crays most
boarded at this point, along the strangely busy High Street and very close to
the end of the trip but presumably as ours was the first bus coming prepared to
head up the steep hill to Orpington Station, even the small B14 would do. Our circuitous trip from Bexleyheath had
taken us about an hour for what was largely a trip through early 20th
century housing developments, with pockets of earlier settlements and later
commercial and light industrial additions.
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