Living in Mansfield in the 80s and very busy at work and with
three children to entertain, railways were not top of the agenda. I’d heard of
Clay Cross but only because of the political dispute in which local councillors
had refused to enact a government imposed rise in domestic rents for council
houses in the previous decade.
However, our nearest main line was then the Midland route
from London St Pancras to Sheffield. North of Clay Cross at North Wingfield,
this was joined by the lines from Derby, which added the cross-country traffic
via Birmingham on a four-track main line section south of Chesterfield.
We would take a picnic and sit in a field next to the
railway in the Amber valley, fished with a net for stickle-backs, but generally
caught some rather unpleasant-looking bottom-feeding creatures that may or may
not have been gobies [?]. We gathered vast quantities of elderberries and took
them home to make some seriously strong wine. Sometimes, we popped in to the
Old Napoleon Inn, overlooking Ogston reservoir, for a lemonade.
Throughout this period, the Class 47s ruled the roost on the
locomotive hauled expresses. I did not keep notes, but I kept an eye on
proceedings in case one of the 47s that I not seen before put in an appearance.
Occasionally, we made trips to view a steam-hauled special
train. Kolhapur and Mallard were photographed near to Clay Cross station in
1987 and the Flying Scotsman between North Wingfield and Tupton during the
following year.
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