We chugged down to Plymouth on the railway, on the railway, on the railway.

The countryside blurred past us at an exceeding pace, exceeding pace, exceeding pace.

Caught up with best friends…

Of mice and men…

And heckled some punk band.




We chugged down to Plymouth on the railway, on the railway, on the railway.

The countryside blurred past us at an exceeding pace, exceeding pace, exceeding pace.

Caught up with best friends…

Of mice and men…

And heckled some punk band.




Nice writing – enjoyed the blog!