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Patriotic thoughts, while on a level crossing

Posted on February 3, 2015 by memoirsofahusk

The train’s clattering out of the station with a bit of a wheeze. She may run on electricity – but she whines a lot. I’ve just been told, by a new British citizen, that this is the oldest electric railway … Continue reading →

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