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Gordon and ‘The Flyer’

Inside the Gloucester shed, Gordon was not a happy engine. –I am a large, strong blue engine, he moaned, whilst his driver fussed around him, oiling his joints and polishing his brass with a greasy cloth, –I know what is best for me and I simply wish to be treated with respect. Gordon was ‘on loan’ to the Great Western, as they were suffering from a locomotive shortage. –Oh, stop moaning, said his driver, –the other engines will think you’re getting too big for your wheels. And what do you mean about being treated with respect? You’ve been asked to pull the Cheltenham Spa Express, after all! Gordon rolled his eyes, and hissed gently from his valves. –They keep trying to make me burn their horrible coal. But I have told them, your coal may be all well and...

The Fascination of Railways

The Fascination of Railways Rodborough Church Performance And Beyond   A friend at Stroud Walking Football lent me his boyhood collection of 17 Awdry stories, given to him at Christmas and birthdays in the early 1960s. I emailed him with a few questions and...

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A People’s History Chapter Nine

A MISCELLANY OF HISTORY A TEXTUAL WEAVING OF A CABINET OF CURIOSITIES A TEXTUAL SAMPLER Chapter Nine   A few parish register entries: Nympsfield 1719 Daniel ‘a black stranger’ buried. Nympsfield 1773 Francis London ‘a servant to the Rt. Hon. Lord Ducie – supposed...

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The Old Curiosity Railway Shop

The Railway Curiosity Shop of Wonder in John Street, Stroud Alec is always busy in his shop, Mending clocks and repairing engines, Walking past trucks and carriages and bottles and level crossings – But when sunlight flashed through the rainswept window, Alec,...

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Between the Lines

BETWEEN THE LINES BY RICHARD DRY          I grew up in the 1970s in Stonehouse, just off Oldends Lane on the edge of the Park Estate, smack-bang in the middle between two main railway lines. Looking north from my bedroom window, the Stroud to Gloucester line sat...

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Pride comes before a Fall

Pride comes before a Fall You know the shop in John Street with all the bottles and jars and bikes and signs outside, and all the vintage toy railway engines inside: all those toy trucks and carriages and level crossings and signals and oh so much more. The one by...

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