Daz28
Member
I don't live near the railway now, but when I was a youngster my house backed on to the Dartford via Sidcup line near Mottingham. I must have been about nine years old when I woke up to the sound of commotion outside and looked out to see a cement wagon lying on its side having flattened the fence at the end of my garden. A freight train had derailed in the early hours and there were wagons on their sides all the way up for at least 12 gardens.
I recall the line was closed for about a week, and it was fascinating watching the recovery and repair work each day.
This would have been late seventies, and I've been interested in the railways ever since.
I recall the line was closed for about a week, and it was fascinating watching the recovery and repair work each day.
This would have been late seventies, and I've been interested in the railways ever since.