choo choo ghostly whoo whoo

back when it was built, 1890’s, the Volks railway ran all the way to Rottingdene.
the track must have run on some sort of bridge, viaduct thing, within a few years, the track got washed away, by huge seas, much as todays

but if you look out over the marina wall at low tide, you can still see a parallel lines of stones stretching away into the distance, marking where it used to run

kind of right yes… was for a different type of train though have a read of

cheers james, thats great
life is always much more pleasantly bonkers than i could imagine it to be

as Yeats would have it

Long-Legged Fly

that civilisation may not sink,
Its great battle lost,
Quiet the dog, tether the pony
To a distant post;
Our master Caesar is in the tent
Where the maps are spread,
His eyes fixed upon nothing,
A hand under his head.

Like a long-legged fly upon the stream
His mind moves upon silence.

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