Some images from a vintage travel book we bought:
Looks very civilised. Can you image if train travel was like that just now – instead of us all being squashed in like sardines? Things are a lot better if you travel first class, of course, but I’ve only done that on two occasions — both on the overnight sleeper train from Scotland to London. I had thought I might arrive at my destination refreshed from a good nights sleep but on one occasion the person in the next compartment snored and snorted like a wounded warthog all night (I’m just surmising that’s how those beasts sound) and on the other occasion my neighbour – a weedy little fellow who I caught a brief glance of when we boarded the train – spent the whole night banging cases about and nosily rearranging something; I know not what the something was — there’s only so much rearranging one can do in a place that size, especially when it has no furniture — perhaps it was a poltergeist….