Trainspotting: Crewe rainy weekends…
Crewe station. It felt slightly dangerous with it's hustle and bustle of high speed and frequent trains. A rainy weekend was often the catalyst for a plea by me to my parents to please drive me and my reluctant brothers across Cheshire... Hmmmmmmm tick tick tick tick. The warm blow from extractor fans and the tick tick tick of god knows what inside. Stood on the platform next to one of these British designed and built thorough breds was an experience that today is sadly missing from the world of European designed and built trains without locomotives. Progress has certainly been anything but in my book. James Hilton photo. With damp coats from the walk from the car park we'd queue up in the ticket hall at road level to buy platform tickets that would gain us entry, and this for me was so exciting, such a variety of railway sights and smells from the dark and cold damp corners of the lesser used parts of the station to thehustle and bustle of near constant trains in the main area
