The Day George V Came to Town

Reminiscing spring childhoods in an English railway town

The chugs slow as we step forward to the platform edge, the first faint waft of smoke tantalising our senses, carried on a light wind displaced by the powerful machinery muscling its way into the station. The chugs become lethargic, drawn out, to finally die.

Inner workings of a steam train. Copyright MG Mason 2015

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MG Mason

MG Mason

Archaeologist by training, freelance writer by choice. The wrong side of 40 and still don’t know what I want to do when I grow up.