The Magical Train

A Memory of Hythe.

1959. My family and I stayed at Grandmother's house in Seabrook. I was 7. We lived there while Dad was waiting for his next military post. We rode on the light railway often and I remember being enchanted. I thought the idea that some people used the railway for their regular transport, to school or work, was magic. Through the Romney Marsh and Dymchurch station on the way to school. Years later, in 1963, we stayed there again for a summer and rode the Light Railway any time we could.