I was cycling onto campus this morning, when I saw a man with a camera standing on the footbridge which crosses the railway line. A real live trainspotter! What a treat. I observed him closely as the time came. The eye of the duck, we might call it.
Along the track, I saw an unusual looking engine approach. Ah. Our anorak raised his camera, poised to strike. At this very moment (Richard Branson bless his heart) a Virgin Trains express hurtled past, completely blocking any view of the old locomotive. To his credit, the trainspotter remained calm, looking deadpan.
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