"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

Let The Train Take The Strain


A is the affable guard whom you square:
B is the “Bradshaw” which leads you to swear:
C is the corner you fight to obtain:
D is the draught of which others complain:
E are the enemies made for the day:
F is the frown that you wear all the way:

From The Tourist’s Alphabet by Mr Punch’s Railway Book



Pictures taken while changing train, on my journey from Wiltshire to Cornwall, during the English summer.



7 responses

  1. Toffeeapple

    Ah, Bradshaw – what romance!

    Welcome to a typical West Country summer.

    June 15, 2011 at 9:29 pm

    • Yes, it seems to have been drizzling all day!

      June 15, 2011 at 9:38 pm

  2. Brings back memories of the many summer train rides I took as a child.

    June 16, 2011 at 9:16 am

    • Were they also damp affairs?

      June 16, 2011 at 12:00 pm

  3. Once we boarded, we remained in the same car for the duration …. 1500 miles. I remember them as being rather cramped and stuffy but with a bit of intrigue.

    June 16, 2011 at 3:19 pm

    • 1,500 miles is a long journey by train!

      June 16, 2011 at 8:36 pm

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