Steam Train with Kreamy

On Sunday, Karima and I took a ride in an old restored steam train. The journey lasted 20 mins from Greystones to Wicklow and we had about ninety minutes to arse about Wicklow before the 20 minute journey back to Greystones. Once Karima had shamelessly used her female assets to persuade the geriatric conductor that she had bought tickets weeks ago but genuinely left them at home, we were allowed on the train. It was a beautiful day and we bought into the whole occasion by leaning out of the window and waving at all the jealous people on the beaches on the way to Wicklow. When I returned home and told my Dad about the day, he told me you have to be careful not to get soot in your eye from leaning out the window. This proved to be an untimely piece of advice as the extreme left corner of my left eye had in fact been on the receiving end of a boulder of coal.

Anyway, it was a great day out. Thanks Kreamy for the tickets! And kudos to the railway anorak we interrogated on the platform in Wicklow. He knew everything, and I mean EVERYTHING, about the history of trains in Europe. He impressed us with facts such as the amount of water the steam train consumes – 40 gallons per mile by the way! That’s less than 5% efficiency so it’s no wonder diesel and electric trains have taken over in the last half century. Oh and I can definitely vouch for the quality of the Guinness on board a steam train.

Now away with ye...