I may have already mentioned that I was born within bedroom window rattling distance of the Loughborough Great Central Railway line?
As a nipper, pre school years playing in our backyard you could hear the trains come hurtling through the station.
Some days during his lunch break or on a Sunday, our Dad would take my brother and me round the lane to what we called “The Boards.”
It was just a long nondescript boarded fence enclosing Loughborough Central Railway. But as a mere youngster peering through the gaps was another world. Far better than the programmes on our Black and White tele’.
Through the gaps in the fence you could watch the trains but Dad would lift us up and sit us on his shoulders for a better view.
Then they closed it down.
The Great Central Railway “Oh Mr. Beeching what have you done?” Well looking back maybe you did Loughborough a huge big favour by closing down the line because the preserved track has certainly put the town on the map and increased tourism to the area. Not only that each time I visit home I am able to relive my childhood.