They do this every year so they can catch up with their old mates who are mostly retired shunting horses.
The journey is rather convoluted, because whilst this rickety old train is fine on the private dockyard railway here at Brew Street, it’s definitely not allowed anywhere near the national rail network. So most of the journey happens after dark, helped with a little bribery to charm the various signalman on route. This takes months to organise, for not all of them are willing, but the promise of some moonshine usually wins them over.
Tonight they’ll be stopping over at The Nag’s Head in Horsington not far from Templecombe, always a popular stopover and a good start to the jollity of the next few days.
And finally, it’s good to see officers Mouldy & Scullery helping to coordinate things rather than their usual fruitless determination to halt illicit booze production. Though Mouldy will be ticked off for not wearing his police jacket when in duty.
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