When I was very small my parents took me on a trip on The Far Tottering and Oyster Creek Branch Railway in Battersea Park

I do not remember much about the day although I remember enjoying the festive atmosphere

But then six months after our visit my family moved to Africa

As Dad was something important in government circles

We stayed in the country for nine years and when I returned to London it was much changed

I soon met a girl called Monica and together we travelled around England in search of peculiar tales and myths as well as exploring London street by street

She is now my lovely wife and we have shared much during our years together

But I have been unable to recreate for her the excitement and joy that my long lost ride on The Far Tottering and Oyster Creek Railway had given me on that dreamlike day in Battersea Park in the years soon after the war

 

 

Anon