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1966 and all that

90711sideon1966 and all that fifty years ago stuff – no doubt we’ll be served up a load of old guff about World Cups. 1966 was the year the WCML leccy opened to Liverpool and Manchester and Camberwick Green, (Trumpton), began, on the telly.  Barclays Bank introduced the Barclaycard, the spy George Blake escaped from Wormwood Scrubs and ‘Buster’ Edwards was arrested, for his part in the Great Train Robbery, of 1963. Me, I was firing engines, which looked just like this one, over the Pennines, with train loads of coal.

Like many of you I’ve watched, with a mixture of incredulity and amazement, the scenes of the return to operational service of No.60103 Flying Scotsman, the crowds, the suicidal trespassers and the world’s media.  A couple of nights ago I watched the BBC’s 30 minute documentary on the subject, could have been worse, but that’s a matter of taste. It took me back to those final days at Wakefield, heading out of Healy Mills Yard, slogging through Calderdale and over Copy Pit; there were no crowds, no media frenzy, just work stained and clanking old war horses like the one above. 50 years ago railways were a very different place, the frenzy was one of destruction, rip it up, shut it down, burn the bridges wreck the stations – and we all know what happened next.

For anyone interested, I have written a book about my 60 years involvement with railways, on many levels, this is a link to it:  http://www.amazon.co.uk/Gricing-Real-story-Railway-Children/dp/1514885751

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Sing a song of railways


I woke up this morning, like you do, and I thought, can I write an essay  using just pieces of lyrics or titles from railway songs I know? ‘While riding on a train going west’ ‘under bridges over bridges to our destination’ ‘He made the freight train boogie As he rolled down the line’. ‘It takes a lot to laugh it takes a train to cry’ ‘Chattanoooga-choo-choo’. ‘Time flies by when you’re the driver of a train, speeding out of Trumpton with a cargo of cocaine’. ‘This old engine makes it on time Leaves Central Station at a quarter to nine’.

‘Its hell on a plate it’s a funeral freight, oh Johnny It’s the end of a dream in steel and steam, oh Johnny’. ‘I got sheep, I got Cows I got horses I got pigs I got all livestock I got all livestock’. ‘Coal in the boiler burning up bright Rolling and a-rocking through the night’ ‘Freight train was it taught me how to cry The holler of the driver was my lullaby’

‘Hey, look a-yonder comin’ Comin’ down that railroad track’ ‘It’s the 06.05 Special’ ‘The boiler was filled with lager beer The devil himself was the engineer The passengers were most a motley crew’ ‘In the cutting, through the tunnel, Rushing clanking on the track‘. ‘This train don’t carry no Gamblers Liars, thieves, nor big shot ramblers This train is bound for Glory This train.’ ‘John Henry told his captain
“Lord a man ain’t noth’ but a man” ‘

If you have enjoyed my blogs – I have written a book about my 60 years involvement with railways, from trainspotter, via steam age footplateman, to railway author and photographer, this is a link to it:


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