On this line, there isn’t normally a Sunday service, though to be honest there is little need for one on other days either due to the line running from the edge of nowhere to the middle of nowhere and all other places of insignificant nowhereness in between.
Today the local museum are testing out their recently restored GWR steam railmotor, and here it is slowing to pick up a few of our regulars. Control in London are completely unaware of what’s going on here, and it’s just as well for its highly unlikely that they’d be happy. But of course in Little England of olden times, communications aren’t what they are these days, and it took ages to get anywhere. Though of course if travelling by public, transport little has changed even in these modern times.
Barry Bullhead and Terry Tuttle-Thomas-Smythe are keen to see if the engine within will have enough spare steam to heat a moonshine still, and of course lack of passengers will leave lots of space to store casks and jars of illicit booze.
Meanwhile, to the right, Hubert the conversational Latin speaking horse is thinking that whilst he loves the ruby red finish, what idiot decided to paint the roof white?
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