British Rail used to be a fact of British life. Smelly blue carriages with threadbare upholstery that chaffed like the paper in the toilets; fat black ticket-selling women; small cockney ticket-punching men; begrudging station buffets selling fairy liquid tea and blue Formica sandwiches. Full text here.
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