In the sixties (or maybe seventies) I bet this was absolutely heaven for young lads. Their own small scale steam train.
Sadly, I still know some middle aged me who would squee at the prospect of such a train ride.
Bonus - Van Morrison’s Contractual Obligation Album
This is the sound of not really trying.
Bonus 2 - On the other hand...
This is the product of my fevered mind
And this is the sound of being left behind
And this is ritual dissection of the soul
I hope that you will enjoy it
YouTube and Lyrics
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