Used to love - really love - the bit where the train comes into the outskirts. Going past the park near the bottom of Sandy Lane, where I spent do much time as a kid with me mates, past county hall, round the back of the Colman's site, past Carrow Road.
I'd often just sit there in the train beaming away as the scenery and memories rolled by.
Of course that feeling of pure joy would fade fairly quickly when I got home and started arguing with me Dad, but there you go!
Posted By: Under soil heating, Mar 19, 21:32:33
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