Thankfully, this is one branchline that idiotic Lord Beeching didn't get to rip up, when he set about destroying the rest of England's rail transport network. Due to his actions, the small cottage industries of Devon died, virtually overnight. And they've never really recovered. But you can still get to Marlow by train. A distant echo from less hurried times.
Guess where the steam Donkey went to?
Here's a clue...
Alive, well, loved and cherished.
Bollocks to you, Lord Beeching.
You bloody fool.
Thursday, 11 March 2010
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