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Trainspotting Memories of a Sixties Teenager (T.J.Powell)
 
I sometimes wish I had been born some ten years earlier so that I would have had more time before the end of steam! I would also be 26, instead of16, when the end came. I would have had wages to spend on steam excursions plus a half decent camera and sound recorder Just think of all the knowledge, memories and photographs I could have amassed.

My first forays into trainspotting without family chaperones was along the Liverpool and Manchester Railway at Huyton, at the end of school, Saturday and school holiday mornings. In the summer holidays, we could go down to Huyton to see the Newcastle

 
to Lime Street Express roar through. Just after, a 9F Coal train would pass through towards Wigan. These frieght trains showed us what happened when you put an old penny on the line. How we never got hurt is a mystery to me still, more luck than judgement!
 
We had two big excursions each year on the Liverpool Boat Train and the Welsh Chieftain Express westwards from Rhyl. One time, inexplicably, my Mum took me and my brother on a train from Mossley Hill to Crewe, sandwiches already packed. Mum kept a watchful eye on us after she saw loads of boys being ordered off the station. They all appeared a few minutes later on the top of a retaining wall in front of a huge pub! We never knew what inspired her to take us, but we had a grand day out on Crewe's platforms.
 
  By now, I was in my first year at the Boy's Grammar in Prescot. Six or seven us met up at Huyton for our first trip together to Chester General from Liverpool Lime Streer, via Runcorn and Helsby. This was my first taste of Western Region action and later at Birkenhead Central when there was still a WR through train to London Paddington. This route gave the original GWR a foothold in the River Mersey docklands.
Our group travelled quite often to Wigan and the West Coast Main Line. All sorts of locos and the burgeoning diesel traffic, Spring bank sheds and even a stroll down to the nearby ex-LYR Wigan Wallgate Station. We were not really aware of pre-1922 companies and the 'Big Four'. We were the children of BR Nationalisation Days, blood and custard coaches and of course our Ian Allen spotter and loco shed guides
We wanted to roar through Huyton Station on the recently introduced Class 124 Trans-Pennine Express DMUs. This led to shed bashing excursions to Manchester and Leeds. At the old Leeds Central station, we saw our first Deltic on the buffers, a magic moment!
 
We were now 'seasoned' shed bashers and Billy O'Brien always seemed to have a supply of Sunday morning passes for Crewe Works! One visitor to the Works was A4 60007 Sir Nigel Gresley. Sadly, I never saw a ‘streak’ in action until the early 2010s. Lying on the footplate was a large rusty nut. I took it home, cleaned and painted it with Humbrol silver paint.

It was also about this time that I was shown how to 'borrow oiling box drip keys'! Our group became quite adept at this nefarious activity even when the loco was in service especially at Wigan Northwestern where 9F hauled coal trains would stop for crew comfort stops. I bought an exercise book and mounted some seventy plus keys. We always took a packet of shaped pipe cleaners to replace the keys.As time passed, we found more often than not somebody had beaten us to the prize, but we always fitted thepipe cleaner!

 
I was not able to see the Fifteen Guinea Special even though it passed through Huyton on Sunday 11th August 1968. My older brother was twenty-one the day before and we were evicted for his house party. We went to my aunt’s chalet in Prestatyn on the Friday afternoon! I had thought that my weekend was going to really rock as I had a ticket for Manure versus Everton at Old Trafford and great spot to watch the last official train pass by at my local station. We lost 2-1 and Sunday was a day out in Rhyl with my seven-year-old brother! My older brother was at Rainhill though! I am not bitter, though!

Later on, I gave my Gresley nut and oil drip keys to one of the group. I wonder where he is now and can I have them Back?