I remember as a 4 year old, standing outside my late grandmother ( Annie Bailey's ) railway cottage, watching the steam engine pulling coal laden, wooden frame coal wagons past the Railway Cottages. The Driver and Fireman would both wave their cloth caps at me, as I stood and watched, fascinated !!!
The smell of the steam and coal was acrid, full of magic and atmosphere !!!
A memory shared byon Aug 14th, 2013.
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