Railway Stations...

[Bunk]

What's the name of the pub directly opposite the entrance to the station?

The Queens Tap?

[Churchill]

Can't remeber but they have heavy metal bands on sometimes

You see it every day and don't know the name?

You're not really in Swindon, are you?

[threaded]

What's the name of the pub directly opposite the entrance to the station?

The Queens Tap

[stek]

Carstairs Junction, followed immediately by Lockerbie Station (and Blue Bell afterwards!), the day of 9/11 - lots of Dutch Journos about asking the locals for interviews cos of Lockerbie Disaster parallel, locals not happy, really malevolent atmos and a nowhere to hide station...

Best was Hamburg Hauptbahnhof, especially the Wandelplatz and it's cheap and abundant kebabs. Followed closely by Berlin's new main station...

[Churchill]

The Queens Tap

Full marks chubs. Btw, I was asking SASGURU's sockie.

[threaded]

You see it every day and don't know the name?

You're not really in Swindon, are you?

And I'm in another country.

And it appears a better memory.

[gricerboy]

You see it every day and don't know the name?

You're not really in Swindon, are you?

I also pass another pub on the left hand side just after that one. I don't know its name either as to be honest I am preoccupied with the day's programming challenges ahead of me. But, for your information, I walk from the station to Fleming way to get the bus out to Pipers Way. Which is where I work.

[Bunk]

Full marks chubs. Btw, I was asking SASGURU's sockie.

Ahem

I've never actually been to Swindon though, I only answered to show that if that dull sockie had half a braincell he could have Googled it in seconds.

[threaded]

Full marks chubs. Btw, I was asking SASGURU's sockie.

Very poor quality sockie too.

When I were a lad, on't'railway, we had quality gricers. My T.O. was one, when he weren't at work he would be gricing, and when he went off on honeymoon, setting off from Doncaster Main Station it just so happened the switches on Queen Annes bridge played up, so up he rolled his suit arms and with a borrowed yellow jersey started slapping that elbow grease about to free up a sticking clamp-lock.

Them were the days. When men were men, and gricers had proper elastoplast holding their glasses together.

[thunderlizard]

Cheers Gricerboy, I know the place. Are you working for Steve Peterson?