Whistle and I’ll come to you
IN response to the letter from Chris Gebbie (January 11), I too used to thrill at the sound of the whistle of a Gresley locomotive: in my case, it was the train from King’s Cross passing through Wakefield Westgate. Aged about 10 and on my way home from a riding lesson, I would gallop down the road to get a good view of the streak approaching.
That thrill has never left me and, whenever my children (now aged 32 and 36) come up from London, I delight in being on the end of the platform, straining my eyes, to catch the first sight of the train. Deborah Brooke, by email
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