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North West Rover: day 2
TODAY’S JOURNEYS WEREN’T SO INFLUENCED BY whim or wanderlust; they were more shaped by necessity. I was moving hotels from Liverpool to Carnforth, to give me a better base from where to explore the...
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Compartmentalism: 27 November 1995
A MEMORY HAS BEEN EMBEDDED deep in my mind for almost two decades. It’s a memory of sitting in a carriage of a train, going nowhere. But I’m not just sitting in a carriage. I’m sitting in a compartment...
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The day I went to Wrexham: 18 March 1995
HERE’S THE OLDEST TRAIN TICKET I have in my possession: Ho hum: British Rail. Yes, I know it was never actually as good as it seems now, and it was an organisation that mostly functioned better as an...
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Retro-politan line
THERE ARE DOZENS OF DISUSED RAILWAYS around London. A good number of them have taken on a second life as footpaths, cycle routes or nature reserves, in doing so losing nearly all of their former...
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Ticket from Ryde
YES YES, I KNOW: not the most original of titles. But listen, it might have been Ryde on time. Trains on the Isle of Wight *are* very punctual after all. Or worse, I could have conflated the fact there...
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Night males, crossing the border
Just 24 hours before I found myself being tossed around a metal container at 80mph, I was watching a sack of letters undergoing the same treatment. I was sitting in the BFI on the Southbank watching a...
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