With my Scottish Steam Spirit in hand, a mellow perspective of this thread comes over me as the gurls exit right before I even have time to see them properly behind the mop tops. We then get taken on a Magical Mystery Tour in a Smethwick registered steam charabang along the Midland Red 'G' route, my happiest memory of which is driving ex Stratford Blue Alexander bodied Leyland Leopard 36 now renumbered 2036 in Midland Red parlance, and passing concrete cows at Milton Keynes and the Ovaltine factory somewhere near St. Albans. ( quote Harry Worth: I don't know why, but there it is). It also brings to mind going bust (running out of seats) at Daventry on a Sunday return 'G' and carrying standing passengers as the United Counties depot was closed on Sunday's so a duplicate would have to have come up from Northampton, causing delay, even if you could get one. Wonder if Erin had a dupe available on on Sundays, possibly a horse drawn haywain from a local farmer methinks. "Yers some more of they townies, spose I bedder ged 'em back".