I walked to the station this morning, ignoring the weak spots of rain. I wanted to get a photo of the beginning of the Brightwells Scheme. This is a development in the run down bit of Farnham. It was what had David (from Talking Newspaper) spitting chips a couple of weeks ago.
The idea is to have a dedicated exit from the A31 bypass which will include a temporary bridge across the River Wey. This is in order to reduce the construction traffic from Farnham roads.
In order to build this Truck Track, it was necessary to chop down around 40 trees first. What was once a barrier between the narrow green lane of Borelli Walk and the bypass is now an open window to noise and fumes and an entirely unpleasant vista. But needs must, I guess.
I think it’s all going to look a lot worse as the scheme progresses. I read yesterday that the whole thing is supposed to be completed in 2021. And then we’ll have some more empty shops and a giant cinema complex for all the trouble. Hey ho, that’s progress I suppose.
Meanwhile in Woking, work is slowly moving forward on the whole new area outside where I used to work. Actually Export House (the actual building I used to work in) appears to be balancing on the edge of the world as works continue beneath and around it.
Work was very good today. I filled in a lot of blanks for a lot of soldiers and their families.
The only really odd thing I found was a young lad who was living with his uncle and aunt in Dorking when he joined up. He’d been living with them since he was at least nine. At first I thought that perhaps his parents had died and the relations were taking care of him but, no, I found them happily living in Shalford where the father worked in the local gunpowder mill.
I then thought that maybe they just had too many kids and decided to pass one off to the childless couple in Dorking. But no, while they ended up having quite a few kids, he was their first. It was all very odd and probably something I’ll never know.
Still, while that’s not particularly rewarding, most of my researching was and I left feeling like I had managed unearthing something worth knowing.