Unlike in the film, the brake van contains a micro brewery and distillery with pipes running straight through to the passenger carriage. Most civilised, though the beer will almost certainly be warm and rather cloudy, it coming straight from the fermentation vessel. But in olden times we didn’t worry about such minor details, especially if imbibing from an earthenware or pewter jug, and anyway, brewing yeast is one of the ‘five a day’ quoting that modern day supermarket sales invention created to boost sales.
Equine fanciers will have spotted that Hubert the conversational Latin speaking horse is back, it would appear that I got it wrong with my post a few days ago suggesting that he, Herbert and Hartley were heading for the pet food factory. They were in fact off to the races, something they do from time to time when they fancy a little flutter on their more athletic cousins.
Hubert loves a beer, but he might struggle to get into the colourful carriage, though he’ll almost certainly be very welcome on the veranda of the brakevan once the little train moves forward allowing him to board. In the land of the inch high, a horse on the veranda of a brake van creates far less suspicion than a uniform clad railway guard should officers Mouldy & Scullery by snooping about.
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