Ernestine Northover

Veteran Poet - 1,586 Points (25th March 1943)

To Frinton-On-Sea By Train - The Annual Pilgrimage,1910 - Poem by Ernestine Northover

When in the large compartment,
Everyone was seated.
And all the luggage loaded,
The family group completed.

Excitement as the train now
Leaves the local station.
Everyone perceiving
A feeling of elation.

The Servants in the Third Class
All with faces radiant,
The train now fairly straining
Up it's first steep gradient.

Smoke rising from the engine,
Through the countryside it races,
Such a rattling and a clattering,
Rhythmic chugging as it paces.

Nurse is quietly rocking baby,
Mother dozing, Father reading.
Children gazing through the window,
Trees and streams seem to be speeding.

Realisation, train is stopping,
Doors are opening, whistles blare,
All alighting from the carriage,
Platforms busy. Great sea air!

Call the porter for the luggage,
What! No luggage, this can't be,
'Did you tip the porter Father? '
Mother calls out nervously.

Father fuming calls the Driver,
Calls ths Station Master too,
Sorry Sir, it's not our doing
We will send it on to you.

Father marching to the taxi,
Mother fretting following along,
Nurse with baby shrieking loudly
Children calling, 'What is wrong? '.

Father should have tipped the porter,
Much more than a farthing's worth,
So he didn't load the luggage,
In the 'First Class' luggage berth.

It arrived early next morning,
By the first train down the track,
So as to the moral of this story,
If you're too mean, watch out Jack!

© Ernestine Northover

This poem was written from a story handed down through the family, and the 'Father' was my husband's Great Grandfather, and it is absolutely true, he was a very mean man. A Farthing being the lowest coinage of that time. We have photos of them all sitting on the sand, in full dress with the ladies in huge feathered hats. A wonderful sight! ! ! !

Comments about To Frinton-On-Sea By Train - The Annual Pilgrimage,1910 by Ernestine Northover

  • (6/8/2007 3:04:00 PM)

    Betjeman would have adored this, Ernestine and I do too. A great narrative poem. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/9/2006 2:58:00 PM)

    A trip down memory lane with a great moral added, told as only you know how, well done Ernestine this is wonderful, love duncan (Report) Reply

  • (1/3/2006 8:08:00 PM)

    Thanks, Ernestine, for taking us there, back through time to learn the eternal truth to not be mean! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 3, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, January 6, 2008

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