Childhood memory - My uncle used to work for the old EWS in Doncaster back in the 1990s. At some point, my other uncle somehow ended up with one of those red maroon EWS polo shirts. He’d wear it when travelling for work away as a labourer, and he claimed that when the conductor came by, he’d just nod and say, ‘On my way to work, pal.’ Apparently, they never asked to see his ticket—not even once. Just a nod of the head from the conductor and that was it.
I’m not sure if he’s winding me up, but do you think something like that could’ve actually worked back then.
I’m not sure if he’s winding me up, but do you think something like that could’ve actually worked back then.