Aaaaaah, Weymouth, my glorious hometown.
Warts and all, I love it with one notable exception... and here’s my point: If we must accept the land train, and heaven knows they are everywhere in Europe, why must we accept the speed of the vehicle that hurtles along the prom at around eight mph?
Toddlers, the old and infirm beware.
This train ain’t stopping.
This is a tragedy waiting to happen.
JAN SLOSS
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