47403
Established Member
....... those highly anticipated, Summer saturdays, when no ETH loco's hauled passenger trains from such places as Yarmouth, Easbourne, Paignton, Skegness etc, resulting in Class 20's, 31's, 37's, 40's and 47's as well the usual ETH 45's and 47's, that knocked around Newcastle at the time,
Also the time before the net and mobile phones and a trip to Gateshead shed or Tyne Yard at 6 in the morning to try and get a TOPS report, so you could workout your moves with the timetable, armed with your rail riders vouchers and money burning a hole in your pocket for a weekend nortumbrian ranger or in the 6wks holidays a weeks ranger, with your pocket money/paper round wages, so you could get to sheffield, up to dumfries from Carlisle for the 26/27's up the Sou Western or down the S&C, on whatever, or over the shap down to Penrith leccy bashing.
Nowadays to get any loco or of any interest, you have to do a rail tour or a preserved line, one thing for sure, you avoided HST's(or trams as we used to call them) like the plague unless it was entirely neccessary to make a move.
I took them days for granted, how I hanker for them days back, most weekends I'd go missing from the house with me mates from 6am and not get in till 10pm, totally shattered, big smile on me face, stinking of diesel fuel, ah happy days
Also the time before the net and mobile phones and a trip to Gateshead shed or Tyne Yard at 6 in the morning to try and get a TOPS report, so you could workout your moves with the timetable, armed with your rail riders vouchers and money burning a hole in your pocket for a weekend nortumbrian ranger or in the 6wks holidays a weeks ranger, with your pocket money/paper round wages, so you could get to sheffield, up to dumfries from Carlisle for the 26/27's up the Sou Western or down the S&C, on whatever, or over the shap down to Penrith leccy bashing.
Nowadays to get any loco or of any interest, you have to do a rail tour or a preserved line, one thing for sure, you avoided HST's(or trams as we used to call them) like the plague unless it was entirely neccessary to make a move.
I took them days for granted, how I hanker for them days back, most weekends I'd go missing from the house with me mates from 6am and not get in till 10pm, totally shattered, big smile on me face, stinking of diesel fuel, ah happy days
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