In 1968, on a cold and misty November evening I found myself here with pocketful of birthday money which I spent in the station tuck shop on Callard and Bowser’s Finest Nougat. I shared it with my Third Form chums on the way home to the Coach House.
In 1968, on a cold and misty November evening I found myself here with pocketful of birthday money which I spent in the station tuck shop on Callard and Bowser’s Finest Nougat. I shared it with my Third Form chums on the way home to the Coach House.