When we lived in Long Lane in the 50's my Mum would take me shopping with me sitting in the front basket of her bicycle. We would stop at the Crossing. Mum would let me stand on the lower rail of the Crossing Gate when it opened and this was one of my earliest memories of when i was living in Scotland. Many years later i visited the house in Long Lane with my wife and daughters on the way back to our house in Wiltshire. The place was being renovated and the Builders let us look around. In the back shed was my Mum's old bike complete with wicker basket. The kind man offered to let us take the bike but we couldn't fit it on our bike rack for the journey back to Wiltshire. Looking up and down the road nothing much has changed apart from the old swing Gate.
When we lived in Long Lane in the 50's my Mum would take me shopping with me sitting in the front basket of her bicycle.
We would stop at the Crossing. Mum would let me stand on the lower rail of the Crossing Gate when it opened and this was one of my earliest memories of when i was living in Scotland.
Many years later i visited the house in Long Lane with my wife and daughters on the way back to our house in Wiltshire. The place was being renovated and the Builders let us look around.
In the back shed was my Mum's old bike complete with wicker basket. The kind man offered to let us take the bike but we couldn't fit it on our bike rack for the journey back to Wiltshire.
Looking up and down the road nothing much has changed apart from the old swing Gate.
Nice!
1:54 Correction, that is a class 158, and not a 150
Excellent video and Crossing 👍