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I spent quite a lot of time riding about on locomotives for hours on end.
If you got with a chain smoking driver it was the end of my world.
If it was the choice for me to come back from Warrington on a train of a loco, the train wins hands down.
Cold draughty cabs, with doors with inches of gaps under them, fag end all over the place and particulate smoke with raw diesel init. My choice of heaven, I think not.
Try 18 hours in Standage Tunnel with a class 56 engine gassing you, not very nice.
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