I'm not sure if the driver is asleep at the wheel or just looking for the lever that makes it slow down, or quicken up, or perhaps trying to find the piece of string they pull to make it whistle.
I remember being teken on't La'al Ratty for our infants school trips. On one occasion I bought a plastic figure in the gift shop of whatever the latest kids craze was at the time; superman, spiderman or something along those lines. Anyway, whatever it was I was an excited 6 year old and I couldn't wait to show Mam & Dad what I'd bought when I got back home. Then disaster struck. On the return train ride I dropped it out of the train window. O no, what do I do. Errrr, if no one saw it perhaps it didn't really happen, , , , but what about the teacher, maybe she'll say something. I was thinking really hard now and just when I imagined things couldn't get any worse, I realised I'd have to explain what I'd done with the money when I got home. Own up to it, don't even say I'd bought the thing in the first place or perhaps I could make up some elaborate story and say spiderman jumped out of his own accord. Surely they'd believe that! My God what a dilemma. I know, I'll just start crying, that seems to solve most things when you're 6.
So, I arrived back at Ravenglass with reddened eyes and a runny nose. I'd spent all my money on a plastic figure which I then lost and I still hadn't made my mind up what to say when I got home. Happy days!!