Solihull54
master brummie
My wife remembers being woken up by the hooter at the GWR engine works in Swindon when she was a child, living in old town, that would be about 1945 to 1950 then her dad moved to Tyseley yard as an electrician where he stayed until retirement around 1980I was born within the sound of GWR engine sounds and whistles. I had the fortune from the age of five to fifteen to to have a GWR line at the bottom of the back garden. On arrival in Devon I found I was just two miles from the GWR once again.