This is a somber moment. Please, take a moment and gather yourself. Poole park has lost its trains.
Don’t get it wrong, they know where they are. They’re on the back of a lorry somewhere, taken in their middle age.
The current, or rather precious now, operator had their lease run out. It’s a sad sad day. On a plus note, it’s around happy hour so cheap booze.
But before you go, wipe that child of yours tear away and say “Least it wasn’t Thomas because he’s our No. 1“.