Ah,sweet memories...
I think Adey is right - back in the 50s and 60s trainspotting was (almost) respectable,although life was very different then.I went on trips to Scotland and other far flung regions with friends of a similar age from the age of 10 or 11.
My father worked for the railways ("The Midland" as he always called it) at Gloucester Eastgate so visits to signal boxes were very regular - got to learn some very interesting turns of phrase - and free passes meant lots of travel all over the country.
I guess when it's in your blood there's little you can do about it but "go with the flo".
Ah now,Flo,she was an interesting lass,but that's another story.
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