My first station job, Fred the foreman
always mispronounced Arundel as A-run-del. I would watch the passengers cringing in anticipation and cringing more when the dreaded word arrived.
An 8 Sub with severe flats on the back four coming up from Horsham. I'm sure we could hear it before Deepdene tunnel. Also a 12 Sub hammering through Lodge Farm as ECS on an end of shift turn.
The "woof" of a Snowking extinguisher when putting out a hot box - usually on a Sub - sometimes on an E series.
The THUD! of slam door stock when booted from "on the latch" to properly shut.
When the Met Office got it wrong we could get a layer of ice or cold-sludge on the juice rail - the sound of "fireworks" as the first shunts pulled out of the sidings - and again as the very first ones worked through to the correct platform.
Gatwick-Manchester diversions - 47 with 6 or 8 on - hammering down Deer Leap Bank,
screaming for Gomshall Lane Crossing. (Woke the whole village up).
5-5-7 or 7-5-5 repeated back to me when the pubs were still open
The feel as much as the sound of a det exploding when riding the cab (legitimately of course - I used to do Pilotman/RO among other jobs). (Didn't happen often - but - once felt/heard never forgotten).
A creepy "tingle" - a 66 pumping its brakes (or whatever it was doing) behind me on track (even though clear of the track) - they made the same sound as when they were about to pull away. A sound that proved Pavlov's theory correct.
Any PICOP on the phone saying "Don't bother to leave home - the job's knocked on the head".
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I "forgot" one... Possibly the most evocative of all...
The sound of fog signals (dets) being blown at the Up Distant in the cutting behind where we lived - and that was two rows of houses back.
I probably will forget some shopping tomorrow - but I can picture our living room and that sound perfectly...
I must be ageing...