Hi Guys well a bit more pleasant story about sitting on rail-tracks. When I was a kid here in Scotland I used to stay at my Gran's house some days while my parents were at work. There was an old abandoned railway station in the village (Meikle Earnock ,central Scotland). I used to spend many a happy day with the local kids playing on the tracks,climbing the old signal poles etc.,etc., this was the late 50s/early 60s. Steam locomotives were still king here at this time. The American TV programme Casey Jones was one of our favourite TV programmes and a must for kids interested in trains. Anyway we'd form lines and run up and down those "abandoned" tracks playing at casey jones.. None of us had ever seen a train on that line. Anyway, my pals were up there one day and decided to park their butts on the old line ,light a wee fire in the centre of the tracks and proceeded to roast some potatoes or "tatties" as we called them. Everything was goin fine till one of them spotted a plume of smoke advancing in the distance around a bend in the track,took them a few seconds to realise that a train was coming, a panicked evacuation rapidly took place. The line was abandoned,BUT this was a demolition train come to start the track removal as it turned out. A few weeks later the whole line was gone and a cherished part of my childhood gone too. Happy days.
