A railway runs through it

Adventures on and off trains

Ian Jones

Posts

  • Night males, crossing the border 17 September 2013
  • To the end of the ends of the lines 19 June 2013
  • Give me the crisp packet of a child who is seven 19 April 2013
  • Perfect circle 24 March 2013
  • A call to Arms 16 September 2012
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  • Anfield, wrapped: 19 February 1996
  • A Loop in time
  • Plein speaking
  • A railway runs under it
  • High land, hard rain

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Abandoned signage Aberystwyth A bit of politics but not too much A busker A jovial take on nuclear reprocessing A location suggestive of diabolical masterminds A loss of dignity A man can lose himself in London An absence of first class service in first class carriages An exploding tea urn Another post where I talk about toilets Apples that can not be brought back by killing Edward Woodward Arriva Trains Wales A travelator Belligerent seabirds Birmingham Blaenau Ffestiniog By way of clearing my throat Carnforth Chester Chips and beans Conversations with strangers Crotchety old sods European integration - by rail! Feeling like I'm taking part in a BBC sketch comedy series Foul-mouthed old-timers Hello there High-backed seats Holyhead Idiots putting their idiot feet on seats - IDIOTS! Ill-advised comparisons with Michael Palin I wouldn't normally do this kind of thing Lancashire hot pot in the name of the law Large type that demands to be read at once Liverpool London Merseyrail Me talking to you on camera - you have been warned Moving pictures Nimbyism of which Norman Tebbit would be proud Northern skies Nosey parkers Not the age of the train Over-familiar train managers Overheard mutterings Paradiddles People drunk by the middle of the afternoon People getting Holmfirth confused with Carnforth to limited comic effect People getting on trains without being sure where they are going - the fools People smoking right next to No Smoking notices - the bastards Racist crones Ray Gosling Runcorn Secretly feeling glad that something very very old still exists Shared rail-based adventuring Sheringham Small print Something approaching beauty Stations where I am the only person to head in a certain direction after getting off the train Steam trains that aren't what you're expecting Stiff upper lips Students-to-be who look barely old enough to be teenagers-to-be Students - tsk! Tartan washbags The Floral Dance The Secretary of State for Prices and Consumer Protection The smell of a black and white film The sound of silence The winner of the annual best station competition 1987 The worst kind of train in Britain Too much running and not enough railwaying Very British expressions of rage Very long tunnels Wendover Wrexham

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An album of songs I have written
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