Just before the up morning Flyer was due at Fassifern a down goods train would ease around the curve and come to a stand at the stick on the down approach. On this morning it was 3524 leading 6010. Most mornings the signal would clear just as the Flyer tore through Fassifern station and if you were lucky and had picked the right spot they would cross right in front of you. That is what happened on this particular lucky day.
I like the idea of strolling up the street to buy the paper of a morning and pausing to watch this daily drama before turning for home and a cuppa.
I think the first Industrial Age was intrinsically dramatic but most of the drama was out of sight behind high walls and away from the public gaze.
But the railway was public, and dramatic, and complex, and fascinating.
Not to everyone I'll grant but an awful lot of people would pause to watch the Flyer pass.
I can't imagine why you wouldn't.
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