Singing beside Sir John who had Parkinson’s himself & was very involved in saving St. Pancras from the wrecking ball!
Pershore Station, or A Liverish Journey First Class by John Betjeman
“The train at Pershore station was waiting that Sunday night.
Gaslight on the platform, in my carriage electric light,
Gaslight on frosty evergreens, electric on Empire wood,
The Victorian world and the present in a moment’s neighbourhood.
Father John working the Buckets