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this-wandering-mind · 1 month
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National railway museum, York
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i-have-funny-hat · 1 year
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And the one I’m sure you’ve been waiting patiently for, Flying Scotsman (ft tiny Scot)
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carbone14 · 1 year
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Locomotive LMS Princess de la classe Coronation ‘Duchess of Hamilton’ - National Railway Museum - York - Angleterre - 1er juin 2009
Photo de David Ingham
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fabien-euskadi · 10 months
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Seven leftovers from the National Railway of Portugal, in Entroncamento.
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nightbringer24 · 11 months
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York National Railway Museum.
Part 7
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edwardthomasnw · 6 months
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Brother convinced me into a birthday trip
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Saw this Big Ugly Lug (affectionate) and spent like three quarters of the time explaining stuff to him (at his request!)
Was actually really nice
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feigeroman · 2 years
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My NRM Visit
The other day, me and my mum embarked on a grand adventure to the National Railway Museum. Having previously tried and failed to visit on two previous occasions, we naturally made the most of our day there. I in particular took many, many photos, and there now follows but a small sample of these:
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It wouldn’t be a Tumblr post without a crab, and so we start with an LMS Crab 2-6-0 - this is in fact the first of the class, LMS #13000 (later #2700).
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LMS Royal Saloon #799. Originally built in 1941 as an armoured saloon for the Queen Mother, who used it to travel around the country to boost morale during the War. This saloon was used by the Royal Family right up until 1977, when the present royal train came into service.
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GNR J13 0-6-0ST #1247. This was the first steam engine ever to be privately purchased direct from British Railways, in 1959. Mum for scale.
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Waterloo Station 1967 by Terence Cuneo. Exactly what it says on the tin. As with all of Cuneo’s paintings, this one is crammed with all sorts of little details and cameos (including his trademark mouse, who is sitting on top of the Johnnie Walker advert to the right).
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SECR D Class 4-4-0, #737. Not a whole lot to say about this one that hasn’t been said already. I just included it here to provide context for the next photo. Speaking of which:
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Pullman coach Topaz, with whom #737 currently shares exhibition space. Rather than the traditional chocolate-and-cream, this Pullman carries its original crimson livery, which seems to have been the inspiration for that worn by the Pullmans seen in Thomas.
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BR (SR) Merchant Navy 4-6-2 #35029, Ellerman Lines. As you can see, she’s been cut in half to more easily demonstrate how a steam locomotive works. Which is pretty neat, even if it does make for a rather grisly spectacle.
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Furness #3 0-4-0, Coppernob. Also known as that engine who used to be on display in Barrow-In-Furness, and still carries literal battle scars from a 1941 air raid on that town. Also also known as Nobby, if you’re @mean-scarlet-deceiver​ or any of their followers.
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LNER A4 4-6-2 #4468, Mallard. I couldn’t not take a photo of the world’s fastest steam engine (whose 126mph record was quantified by the dynamometer car just visible in the background).
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And finally, the little blue bugger himself - specifically an RG Mitchells kiddie ride from about 1994.
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joezworld · 2 years
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Okay, I know the engines aren’t too versed in popular culture and probably wouldn’t care, but I realized this and think it could be fun.
In Harry Potter, the Hogwarts Express leaves from King’s Cross, the London LNER station.
For the films, they picked a GWR engine to portray the Hogwarts Express engine, which leaves from aforementioned LNER station.
I’m not sure what Gordon would think, but some part of me thinks he’d be horribly offended (and not quiet) at the fact that they chose a GWR engine to SULLEN the GRAND rails of King’s Cross.
Gordon is... more mature than that, at least now.
("No he isn't!" Chorused every engine within earshot.)
All right, he's at least more understanding than he was before.
That being said, the relationship some of the engines have with the Harry Potter franchise is... strained.
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2003
"That is it!" James bellowed angrily as he steamed back into the shed one afternoon. "I am no longer doing anything for the television unless someone tells me what I'm supposed to be doing first!"
Disbelieving noises filled the shed, which just made James angrier.
"Come now, James," Duck said, trying to be mature. "It surely wasn't that bad - they shut down a whole platform for it!"
"A bunch of nonsense," Gordon grumbled quietly. "The express had to leave from the goods platforms."
"Oh it was nonsense!" James wheeshed, still irate. "I looked a fool out there, and now there's photographic evidence! I shan't do that again!"
"Och," Scoffed Douglas. "Like ye need any moar help to be a yon fool in public! What even was it this time?"
"It's those children's books, Hairy Pots or whatever it's called." The red engine seethed. "They have a magical engine in it, and just because he's red, they think that I could be a "stand-in" for him!"
The other engines looked at each other. They suddenly had an inkling of why James was so upset.
"Well," Said Duck cheekily. "It is a shame that you cannot rely on your star-power anymore."
"Poor thing," Gordon chimed in. "Being reduced to a stand-in."
"What's this?" Henry steamed in from the station. "Are we replacing James now?"
James looked like he was about to burst a tube, and the other engines laughed as his face turned purple. "It's not that, you laughing hyenas!" He howled. "The dratted engine doesn't even look anything like me! He's a darker shade of red and everyone should know it, but nooooo, they're going to say to my face that "you look enough like him!", and just keep going like that's an acceptable thing to say to me!"
At this point he was going about as red as his paint. "No more! not again! I'm a very special engine with very unique paint, and I will not be told that I look like someone else! I'm not doing more of that ever again!"
In James' mind, this was probably a very cathartic and righteous stating of his grievances; it would soon be followed by the concern and sympathy of his friends, many of whom he'd known for almost a century.
But outside of James' mind, in reality, this was the funniest thing that anyone had heard in weeks, and the other engines laughed until their faces hurt.
James still doesn't like the Harry Potter series to this day.
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2009
"You know," Olton Hall said to Gordon. "I am very surprised that you've taken the movies so well."
Gordon's brows furrowed. "Whatever do you mean?"
Olton's eyes rolled. "Oh, that I'm Great Western, but I went to Kings Cross to film the movies. Some LNER engines haven't taken that well."
"Let me guess, Mallard?"
"You know him well."
"Unfortunately." Gordon rolled his eyes, but kept his voice low. The two engines had been parked out in front of the National Railway Museum, but with the doors to the Great Hall flung open, sounds could travel. "But to your point, it really doesn't offend me. I've been NWR longer than I was LNER, and - no offense intended - but the Great Western doesn't exist anymore. Saying that a "GWR interloper" was in "my station" doesn't particularly apply anymore."
"That's... astonishingly reasonable." Olton sounded like he'd been expecting an argument, and Gordon made a mental note to castigate the likely suspects, for what little good that might do. "I hadn't thought of it that way, really."
"Yes well, sometimes we miss the obvious in favor of petty squabbles."
"Too right."
"Besides, in the movie you are... forgive me if I don't have it entirely correct, a magic locomotive hidden from the world by fairies? I don't think that your magical platform being at King's Cross is going to be the most ridiculous part of that film!"
"No, it's not, by a long shot!" Olton laughed. "Although I'm hidden from the world by wizards, not fairies." He paused for a minute. "Have you seen the films?"
"Unfortunately no," Gordon admitted. "I'm much too busy working, and when the drivers insist on having a "movie night", the films are to their taste, not ours."
The drivers took an almost perverse pleasure in watching some of the worst train-oriented movies anyone had ever seen. Gordon wasn't sure what had happened to the tape for The Cassandra Crossing, but he was almost certain that it had ended up in someone's firebox.
Olton was shocked. "Well! We need to fix that!"
Gordon didn't like the look in the younger engine's eyes...
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The museum staff set up a giant screen and a projector, and many of the engines were wheeled out to see the film. Olton was learning, much to his dismay, that very few engines had seen the film, and was most insistent that everyone get a chance to watch.
Naturally, Gordon ended up with Mallard on one side, Olton on the other, and King's Own Yorkshire Light Infantry on a diverging track between him and Mallard. Nobody was particularly happy with this arrangement, but years of ingrained Express Passenger Etiquette meant that none of the east coast locomotives were willing to talk during a film, even one as ridiculous as this one.
"oh, this next bit is where I come in!" Olton (And Evening Star, on the other side of him) had been built in the west country, and therefore had no manners were not only willing to talk during a film, but were also totally immune to the trio of death stares they were getting from the easterners.
The scene momentarily changed to show the outside of King's Cross station, and immediately problems began to occur.
"That is not King's Cross!" Mallard hissed unconsciously.
A stifled laugh from an engine in the back was followed up by a muffled "Isn' tha' St. Pancras?", to which 'Yorkshire' growled dangerously.
Then the young ragamuffin that this film was ostensibly about was handed a ticket... for platform nine and three quarters.
"There is no such thing!" Mallard and Yorkshire snapped as one, in tune with the boy on the screen. Judging from the giggles and growls from the other engines, most of the other LNER engines and rolling stock had said the same.
"It's a magical platform!" Gordon sniffed. "Don't get too- what?!"
The scene had changed once again, and the young boy was pushing his cart down the platform between tracks nine and ten, except...
"There is not a platform there!" Mallard bellowed, propriety forgotten.
"What is that?" Yorkshire squinted angrily at the screen. "Is that... is that platform five?! Olton! Is this movie so daft that they expect us to believe that nine and three quarters comes between four and five?!"
"Oh it's better than that!" Called a voice from the back that was either Scotsman or Green Arrow. "Look, they renumbered the platforms!"
The signs were indeed changed on the platforms, and a new round of aggrieved mumbling started.
"It's just a movie!" Olton retorted, suddenly regretting his decisions. "The author forgot what the station layout was!"
That was the wrong thing to say. "SHE FORGOT?!" A dozen engines shouted, including Gordon.
Olton looked like he wanted to melt into the rails, and for a moment Gordon felt sympathetic, until the young boy stopped to ask for directions from a member of station staff. In the background of this scene was a coach from whatever franchise operator had run the ECML at the time - GNER, maybe - and it featured in small but clearly visible letters "Route of The Flying Scotsman."
"Oh joy," Mallard called. "Look at what we've been reduced to! A forgotten station layout, wrong platforms, and a slogan on a coach!"
The other engines were of a similar mind, and even Gordon was finding himself in agreement, to the point where he completely ignored why the small hairy child was running headlong into a brick wall, until...
"Oh no..." Olton said in a small voice.
The child ran through the wall into the magical platform. The camera stayed on him for a moment, before swinging around to reveal a striking and powerful image of...
...a GWR Hall class locomotive sitting inside of King's Cross station.
The NRM erupted into shouting.
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Many months later
"So Gordon," Henry asked one day. "You never did say how that railtour to York went. Did anything interesting occur?"
"I discovered that I do not like the Harry Potter movies." Gordon said, after a long and poignant silence.
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stories-of-the-nrm · 5 months
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My Deviant Art
To get an idea of what I write, my Flying Scotsman series can be found here:
Tagging @mean-scarlet-deceiver, @tornadoyoungiron, @klein-sodor-bahn and @weirdowithaquill.
I hope there's still an active fandom here.
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tornadoyoungiron · 1 year
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W H O M S T ?
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mortal-perspective · 2 days
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mmm train
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i-have-funny-hat · 1 year
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Went to the NRM to see Flying Scotsman today!
I’ll be posting things separately so here’s the station photos!
There’ll be:
Station
Museum steam
Museum diesel/electric
Scotsman
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warrenwoodhouse · 6 years
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NRM National Railway Museum, York, Yorkshire, UK. - 17th May 2018
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Photos and videos by @warrenwoodhouse
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🗓 17th May 2018
📍 NRM National Railway Museum, Lehman Road, York, Yorkshire, North, England, United Kingdom.
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fabien-euskadi · 11 months
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Six more photos from the National Railway Museum of Portugal, in the city of Entroncamento.
The last one is a UTE 2057, at, for many who lived in the Greater Lisbon, it may bring a bit of nostalgia - personally, for a few seconds, it made me feel a small kid again. These silver machines were originally built in 1956 and remained in service until 2000.
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nightbringer24 · 11 months
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York National Railway Museum.
Part 3
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mossandfog · 1 year
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York City Enters Bid to Become a UNESCO World Heritage Site
No, don’t confuse it for the Big Apple. But the small city of York has an incredible history and heritage that is helping it gain worldwide acclaim. It was recently revealed that the historic city centre of York has entered a bid to become a UNESCO World Heritage Site. This would mean that the iconic city centre would join the prestigious group of places that are deemed to be among the most…
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