Stamford really is a lovely place. Old stone buildings, quiet streets, beautiful architecture everywhere you look, and somehow it always feels welcoming. The kind of town where even a short stop feels pleasant. And the food… dangerously good. 😄
Then comes Tallington… and its famous railway crossing.
If you know, you know.
Queues building up, barriers down, and then somehow not one train, but a whole parade of them deciding to roll through while everyone waits, wondering if they’ll ever move again.
