Monday, October 8, 2012
When I was a small boy I was fascinated by all things with wheels and an engine. It didn't matter if it had 12 wheels or 2. I still am. My dad had a Hornby clockwork train set that he in turn had as a boy. My brother and I spent many happy times playing with that thing. So when I had the opportunity to take my 3 nephews, aged 5 through to 8, to the Bluebell Railway in Sussex I jumped at the chance. To say I was way more excited than they were is an understatement. Standing on the fully restored station platform eating a bag of salt and vinegar laden chips and watching the steam trains come and go made for a truly wonderful afternoon. Man, nostalgia is a powerful thing.