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Railway Memories

A Saturday summer morning the sun is rising to meet the people of the east end. Bleary eyed children clutching buckets and spades, mother's fumbling in handbags look for cash to escape from the urban decay. Saltcoats is the destination a bygone seaside location of yesterday, now playing out in the memories of middle aged Glasgow folk who recall the glory days of tea and outsiders of pieces and jam, dispensed by grannies with hats and big coats on in a Scottish summer peppered by showers of rain and wind. They tell the children of swimming in the bracing sea, who listen to the tales of the good old days.
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