The Number 440 Route
Stonebridge Park Station to Gunnersbury (Power Road)
Thursday November 22nd 2012Stonebridge Park Station to Gunnersbury (Power Road)
This is one of the few routes
that the Project has ridden twice...
For ease of start we met at the rather unlovely Stonebridge
Park Station, nestled – that sounds too cosy, let’s say squashed as it is
between various North Circular underpasses, access roads and indeed bridges:
there seemed to be a series of five or so massive bridges which made me realise
one of them must have given its name to the area, Stonebridge, though the total
lack of greenery made me wonder where the Park bit came from. The first (and
only) non-industrial unit type building along this unlovely service road to the
North Circular was the Ace Café complete with its Blue Plaque for Screaming
Lord Sutch – in fact as the attached clip shows it is a very recent celebration.
Though the bus route crosses over the main dual carriageway
A406 the industrial themes continued with the West London Waste Authority,
which in a way was a comfort as I thought West London exported all its waste to
South & East London. Arco had one
of those inflatable life-size dummies to promote their wares, whatever they
might be, who was whipping around in the wind. After passing through the Tudor Trading Estate.
We emerged somewhat diffidently at the back entrance to the
Central Middlesex Hospital, where we have called many times before. Again due
to the wind perhaps we noticed the little oaks planted in the central
reservations and wondered whether they had been specially trained or selected
to stay slim, rather than bush out. Inevitably this also brought us to the back
of the huge Asda, where the drivers changed – this took longer than you might
think as they were having a good chat which would have allowed a passenger to
get off, buy a coffee and get back on!
More Park Royal followed, through very many narrow streets
already full of delivery and more likely collection lorries, so progress was
slow. The Chase Centre turned out to be yet another industrial unit where many
passengers got on. Nowhere could we see any cafes or shops that might sell
lunch so we supposed workers needed to get ‘off-site’ if they wanted to eat. We
emerged finally by North Acton Station passing the rather small Acton Cemetery,
which feels a little constrained by the major roads and six-lane Gypsy Corner
junction nearby. Also familiar from an
earlier trip was the ‘homage’ to Elvis Costello who had once worked at
Elizabeth Arden, now the Perfume Factory.
Uniquely the 440 then heads into a triangle of housing,
almost entirely surrounded by railway lines, and takes three sides of a square
round North Acton Playing Fields where the prohibitions included: ‘The Playing
of Golf is not permitted in this Park’.
West Acton follows and soon we were back where we had
boarded the 427 a few weeks ago, round the back of the Town Hall. This being
one of the main thoroughfares, many more passengers boarded. We were amused to see a notice proclaiming
‘Floreat Actona’ as there is more than enough of ‘Floreat Etona’ to go around
at the moment and the latter needs putting in its place. Nowhere but Acton has
quite so many stations to its name.
By now were closing in on the few visible pointers to the
River Bollo, one of London’s many lost rivers, running from Park Royal/Ealing
Common down to Chiswick, as we drove slowly along Bollo Bridge Road and Bollo
Lane, which also follows the twinned Underground lines – District and
Piccadilly. Chiswick Park Station
apparently stands on a hill, which once overlooked the river, though nowadays
it does not really appear until the grounds of Chiswick House. Shortly thereafter the 440 crosses a level
crossing, which is not what you expect in a heavily residential area. Here for
a real time crossing experience.
Turnham Green to Stonebridge Park Station
Monday August 25th 2009
I was on my own for this single decker ‘hopper’ bus, the
sort only comes four times an hour and steers clear of main roads. From
Chiswick High Road it immediately turned off down a side street and went along
the service road of the main shopping street, but tucking down an alley called
Fishers Lane then emerging onto the really very nice Acton Green. Acton proves
to be quite extensive, with Central, North and East stations all of which we
passed (though not in that order). We
did skirt the rather lovely Bedford Park Estate, one of London’s better kept
secrets, but the theme of the trip was industrial estates, so no shops except
another Morrisons and a huge Asda towards the end (and this was where the
passengers got on and off). Instead
there were endless warehouses, pallets and marble stockists, bookbinders,
purveyors of slate and other building materials. Acton Town Centre is now
dominated by the Morrisons and signs to the Ukrainian / Episcopal Church, which looked to be a newish building. We were
promised Acton Tram Depot but this turned out to be the Uxbridge Bus garage.
The bus was pretty busy with passengers whose first language
was not always English, but all focussed on their children and their
shopping. Towards West Acton the bigger
houses gave way to smaller 1930s semis and even a few bungalows, which are
quite rare in Inner London, and by the time we came to cross the A40 some of
the buildings looked quite abandoned, especially the high rise ones. Past Gypsy
Corner we hit the third trading estate, this time the very extensive Park Royal
Trading Estate. A local caff has
sportingly named itself the Café Royal. At ASDA the drivers changed (I suppose
if gives them a good place for a proper break), and almost immediately the bus
heads to the front of the new-build Central Middlesex Hospital – however the
bus also skirts round the back, where the laundry functions much as it ever
did. By now we were definitely heading
North and slightly East, so we glimpsed the Wembley Arch before skirting the
Tudor Industrial Estate and crossing the North Circular.
Stonebridge Park is deeply unlovely, wedged as it is between
multiple railway lines and the North Circular, but it apparently offers a free
shuttle to Ikea! I eschewed such temptations and headed back south via the
Bakerloo line. The 440 had taken somewhat over its predicted time of 35
minutes, being a combination of suburban back streets and crossing some of the
busiest roads in London.
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