A fun trip, a good time, perhaps a driblet of adventure – it’s all in the mind. – the artful reader
Inspiration comes from anywhere and nowhere and nothing in particular. So, when I saw the clock that said “Kensington, London, 1892,” I was justifiably intrigued.
From here to there, from my chair to London and stop at Kensington Station – oh how does the mind work? Must I ask a clerk for a ticket on the North London Railway?
Incorporated by Act of Parliament on 26 August 1846, the railroad which would become known as the North London Railway had lines connecting the north of London to the Thames River in London’s East End. There at the East and West India Docks goods from the world over arrived and were unloaded.
In July of 1892, the railway was in its heyday.
There were trains departing and arriving every few minute to and from Shoreditch. And every half hour, one could hop on at Kewbridge to arrive at South Kensington and see Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Extravaganza. Take in the International Horticultural Exhibit, tour the Natural History Museums and catch a ride to the Crystal Palace at the top of Penge Peak.
What a time to be alive and catch a ride for as little as thruppence a ticket.
“Thruppence,” you say, “What’s a thruppence?” Thruppence equals three Old English pennies. Value? Consider this: “It’s chuckens an’ chops an’ new-laid heggs—yer did say new-laid heggs at thruppence each didn’t yer, Mrs. Cricket?” [Sue, A Little Heroine, L. T. Meade, published 1911.]
The train schedule was published regularly in The Railway Times, so one might know what train to take when and where.
All aboard for a fun trip, a good time, perhaps a driblet of adventure.