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An odd one recently: I was a member of a railway enthusiasts' organised tour group; this taking place -- as one kind-of "knows" in dreams -- right now in 2018. We had been to various countries, one of them Iraq (!), where splendid ordinary everyday steam action had been observed, with marvellous 1930s-ish locos including streamliners (the Iraqi railways once had in reality, four streamlined Pacifics). We were at the end of our time in an unspecified country, getting near the end of the tour; but a spell in Poland, was just to come.

In a period of free time in a city in whatever country we were in, I wandered off and got separated from the group. I have (in real life) not the faintest clue about mobile phones: was unable to contact the group, trying to use the mobile which I had with me. There was a real risk of my still being away from the group, when they crossed the border into Poland. I knew that all was not lost: because subsequently to the Polish sojourn, I was due to rendezvous with my brother, for us to go birdwatching together; and (by strictly-dream-type logic) the fraternal meeting-up would with total certainty, happen -- no matter what might go wrong in the interim. I was just worried and fearful about the furious ticking-off which I would get from the tour leader (perhaps re this, Bill Alborough of yore was lurking somewhere in my brain) when we ultimately met again -- for my incompetence with mobile phones.
 
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An odd one recently: I was a member of a railway enthusiasts' organised tour group; this taking place -- as one kind-of "knows" in dreams -- right now in 2018. We had been to various countries, one of them Iraq (!), where splendid ordinary everyday steam action had been observed, with marvellous 1930s-ish locos including streamliners (the Iraqi railways once had in reality, four streamlined Pacifics). We were at the end of our time in an unspecified country, getting near the end of the tour; but a spell in Poland, was just to come.

In a period of free time in a city in whatever country we were in, I wandered off and got separated from the group. I have (in real life) not the faintest clue about mobile phones: was unable to contact the group, trying to use the mobile which I had with me. There was a real risk of my still being away from the group, when they crossed the border into Poland. I knew that all was not lost: because subsequently to the Polish sojourn, I was due to rendezvous with my brother, for us to go birdwatching together; and (by strictly-dream-type logic) the fraternal meeting-up would with total certainty, happen -- no matter what might go wrong in the interim. I was just worried and fearful about the furious ticking-off which I would get from the tour leader (perhaps re this, Bill Alborough of yore was lurking somewhere in my brain) when we ultimately met again -- for my incompetence with mobile phones.


That's not that far off the mark infact. Railway Touring Company, until only fairly recent years, did have some of their trips based in nearby Syria & Jordan, with steam and even cross boarder steam charter trains, (not sure if they went into Iraq or not though.?)
 

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A friend of mine saw (briefly, he was passing through) steam active in Baghdad in 1973. I have the impression though that after then, the great majority of enthusiasts considered Iraq's steam attractions to be outweighed by the country's substantial negative aspects -- very few visited. A pity, perhaps: I have gathered that the metre-gauge system north of Baghdad, running to Kirkuk and beyond, remained virtually all-steam (with pretty modern loco types) for a considerable while after steam had finished in the rest of Iraq; it was finally converted to standard gauge, of course involving dieselisation, in the late 1980s. By then, with Mr. S. Hussein firmly in the saddle, conventional wisdom would have been that going to Iraq for steam would have been an act of lunacy. I'm not so sure -- a fair few countries which were basically nasty dictatorships were found, over the decades, to be surprisingly tolerant of steam "bashers / photters"; the "person photographing train automatically = hostile spy" obsession was first and foremost, an oddity of the Soviet bloc and its Yugoslav "cousin".
 

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Had this yesterday morning, didn't have time last night, suspect at least some of it might be due to going back to work yesterday after a couple of weeks off;

I was going over North Bridge, Doncaster, on a motorised office chair, which somehow then turned right and parked at the end of platform 4/6. For some reason I decided to temporarily lock it up to one of the lights and get on my train to work, knowing I'd need to move it to the front of the station.

My train moved, but only to the other (platform 5) end of Platform 4, where it stopped again. I woke up as I was getting off and rushing back down the platform ...
 

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The other night I dreamt that I shadowed a Northern driver on a service from Leeds to York via the Harrogate Loop. When we got to York, I was allowed to unfold the ramp in order to allow a wheelchair bound passenger to disembark!
 

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I had a very odd one last night, discovering that there was a huge amount of rail cargo and passengers using direct trains from Russia to the UK, not via the channel tunnel, but via train ferries, where the carriages and wagons go on the ship to Dover & Harwich. Even from the far north, Archangel & Murmansk. Then I found I was in an aircraft coming into land, piloted by a mate!!!!
 
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A weird one last night, started out in a supermarket similar to the Sainbury's on Leeds station, I was buying food for a trip on the train. It turned out to be a train going the whole way across Russia, and the more time spent in the carriages the more like something out of a 70's film they looked (if you've seen Silver Streak, it looked like that sort of arrangement basically).

The more it went on the more it seemed like I was watching a film rather than being involved in what was happening, at some point a title appeared; the film was called "Trans-Siberia".

The train stopped on the edge of a large Russian city, there had been a number of threats graffitied onto the windows, so everyone got off and caught a bus to the other side of town. I saw the train pulling away from the station we/they left it at and it was being vandalised heavily, windows smashed, etc ...

The people in the dream-film got onto a replacement train at the other side of the city, the interior seemed a lot more basic but people seemed to be enjoying themselves more ... then I woke up.
 

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Must be something about Russian trains/journeys/dreams if the above 2 posts are anything to go by.:D
 

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Another one last night, I was waiting on the Teddington platfrom at Kingston upon Thames station, when a train came in on that platform from the wrong direction going through to West London Line/Overground stations, it was the 6 carriage Hastings Diesels Unit, but in a grey livery and did a couple of run pasts before continuing it's journey!
 

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One last night;

I was in Chesterfield, near the footbridge on the town side, I'd been there most of the night with some other people (not sure why). A 31 pulling some yellow ballast wagons went through the station, so I decided to walk down to the station to have a look, the station had been rebuilt and was about 50 yards further south than previous. As I walked down a couple of SNCF units were being dragged through Platform 3, but I didn't see what was hauling them.

In the new station building I started work, I was supposed to be ringing several phone numbers to check they were working, but every time I was tapping the number in someone would distract me ...


I've been in Chesterfield on Saturday, including walking the path that goes down the side of the line to the south of the station, if that's anything to do with it :s
 

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Outrageously weird dream last night.

Turned out that there was a Pacer that went from Moscow to Stavropol - a total distance of 1406km! It was estimated to take 29 days to complete the trip - ouch.
 

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Last night:

It was a wet day and I ran to catch a district line train at Acton Town. When I boarded it I noticed the floor was all wet and then realised it was an open top train with no roof - despite this fact and it was wet people still remained on it when it left (I got off).
 

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Strange one last night: dreamt that I was volunteering on the Talyllyn Railway (which -- though I like it perfectly well -- I have never supported in any "Society-belonging" way, and have visited only two or three times). I was "third man" on a loco footplate -- which position (inexplicably knowing in dreams, as one does) I was aware had cost me a lot of diligent effort to attain. There was the driver, the fireman, and me: loco was "generically" small / old-fashioned / tall-chimneyed, but not a recognisable one of the real-life Talyllyn, or any other outfit. We were working a service train: came to a halt at a passing loop inside a fairish-length and, obviously, wide tunnel (I know that in real life, the Talyllyn has no tunnels). It turned out that we were supposed to have (already) crossed a train in the opposite direction, of which there was inexplicably no trace; for some reason, this being so was deemed to be my fault, and driver and fireman were angrily slagging me off accordingly. Then I woke up...
 

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Last night: was at London Bridge station and a Dutch Railways double decker rolled in. I then looked in the distance and saw that SNCF had built a completely new and separate station parallel to London Bridge with SNCF double deck Paris commuter stock running into and out of it.
 

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Strange one a while ago -- forgotten till discovering of note re same. I found myself in a remote but busy little town in Italy, initially reached by some arduous climbing on foot; the (standard-gauge) railway serving the town, with a frequent service of DMUs, ran along the main street and was incorporated in it, tramway-fashion. At the -- big, well-appointed -- station, I was trying with some urgency, to buy a ticket out of the place: to the city of Perugia, which represented "civilisation". I didn't know the language, and nobody would help me to get a ticket: instead, people spoke to me in a hostile fashion, and shooed me from place to place; some physically jostled me, and approaches -- mild, but nonetheless unwelcome -- were made to me by various gay gentlemen. The hour was getting late, and anxiety mounted since it would soon be departure time for the day's last train out of the town. I then encountered in the station, a group of Russians, who were as hostile and unhelpful toward me as the locals had been. (Will add that in real-and-waking life, I have no problem at all with Italian, Russian, or gay, people -- all blame goes to the Dream Master.)

There was then a sudden "cut" or change of scene -- I was taking part in an organised trip in the brake van of a diesel-hauled narrow gauge freight train, in a location which I "knew" was simultaneously the middle of Poland; and in "Great Central" country, Buckinghamshire / Oxfordshire / Northamptonshire. The brake van was fairly crowded with people of all ages and both sexes; and I had no clothes on, except for an anorak-type garment -- with which, embarrassedly, I tried as best I could, and not all that successfully, to cover my nakedness. The dream ended there...
 

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I used to have a wonderful dream, when I was young, of driving a class 37 hauling coal wagons to and from Mardy colliery. Unfortunately, Maggie Thatcher’s dream was bigger than mine. ( no pun intended )
 

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Strange one a while ago -- forgotten till discovering of note re same. I found myself in a remote but busy little town in Italy, initially reached by some arduous climbing on foot; the (standard-gauge) railway serving the town, with a frequent service of DMUs, ran along the main street and was incorporated in it, tramway-fashion. At the -- big, well-appointed -- station, I was trying with some urgency, to buy a ticket out of the place: to the city of Perugia, which represented "civilisation". I didn't know the language, and nobody would help me to get a ticket: instead, people spoke to me in a hostile fashion, and shooed me from place to place; some physically jostled me, and approaches -- mild, but nonetheless unwelcome -- were made to me by various gay gentlemen. The hour was getting late, and anxiety mounted since it would soon be departure time for the day's last train out of the town. I then encountered in the station, a group of Russians, who were as hostile and unhelpful toward me as the locals had been. (Will add that in real-and-waking life, I have no problem at all with Italian, Russian, or gay, people -- all blame goes to the Dream Master.)

There was then a sudden "cut" or change of scene -- I was taking part in an organised trip in the brake van of a diesel-hauled narrow gauge freight train, in a location which I "knew" was simultaneously the middle of Poland; and in "Great Central" country, Buckinghamshire / Oxfordshire / Northamptonshire. The brake van was fairly crowded with people of all ages and both sexes; and I had no clothes on, except for an anorak-type garment -- with which, embarrassedly, I tried as best I could, and not all that successfully, to cover my nakedness. The dream ended there...
Probably just as well. :D
 

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I had another odd dream the other night. I was somewhere in Europe, getting off a local Italian Narrow gauge train and having to find the way through the town to find another station where I was to catch a double deck Dutch train in Switzerland a few days later! I also was aware that I had to watch the time, as I needed to catch the last Yorkshire Coast Liner 840 bus of the day, to get to my grandmother's house. All very strange, especially the last bit, when she was alive, my grandmother lived most of her life in Kent and it was the 60 series Maidstone and District Green buses that we had to take to visit her! (The first part reminds me a bit or Tirano on the Swiss/Italian border.)
 

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I was rushing to catch a train at Marylebone; it was 17.27. Platform staff ushered me aboard the last carriage of a 17.25 departure which hadn't left yet. The last carriage turned out to be a first-generation 'bubble car' unit.

It was thoroughly modernised inside, with comfortable seats in light green cloth but the view into the rear driver's cab through glass windows was still there. Naturally, that was where I sat. The driver's controls were also modernised, with the speedo and other dials mounted on a large column in the middle of the cab. We set off, accelerating far faster than any old DMU that I remember, and with much less noise.

Now we were doing street running through a small market town - but with a difference. There were no rails. The train hurtled around corners and through junctions, in a reckless manner. We went along the same street twice; the train seemed to be lost.

I was woken by our elderly neighbour banging on our door at 4am. But that's another story...
 
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Had a dream the other night and I catched the train in BR Blue livery. It was more like the Class 306 / 506 design, but with three sets of doors at each side, no windows and no roof. The electrification looked old, so probably 1500v DC system.
 

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Had a dream recently where I was at a station in the evening-I think it might have been Manchester Piccadilly but I'm not sure. I was waiting for my train when I noticed a couple of trespassers on the line. Was about to text 61016 when I noticed one of them was very close to the (non-existent) DC 3rd rail. They both came in contact with it-and neither survived.

Was very odd and rather unpleasant!
 

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Shouldn't have looked at this thread yesterday, had this last night;

I was going to work on the early morning EMT HST Leeds-St Pancras via Doncaster. I was looking out of the window as we passed through Rotherham Masbrough and it was dark and misty out, but the line-side and buildings beyond looked all wrong. The tracks looked like they were in the right place but instead of ballast it seemed to be sand all around them. As it got closer to Sheffield it looked even more different; Instead of Meadowhall, etc ... houses and small shops were so close to the train that it appeared to be travelling down the centre of a road.

Then there was an announcement, the train would be turned back and would miss out 8 stations , including Sheffield and Chesterfield (my destination), and that its next stop would be Syston - which (1) now had a direct HST service to London St Pancras, and (2) was the other side of Leicester, the calling order that should've taken place as I remember it went "Sheffield, Chesterfield, Derby ... (can't remember) ... Loughborough, Leicester, Syston"

We pulled up on what looked like Fargate in Sheffield near the Council Buildings, though it was a busy road rather than the pedestrianised zone it is now, and after a couple of seconds the HST started reversing back the way it had come, I sat back in my seat and wondered how I was going to explain this to work ...


... and then woke up
 

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I had one where I was on a steam train with queen Victoria and Lynda Snell (Of the Archers.) ....
 

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