Mad McCann

Plastic axles are the future ;-)

I'll stick with garlic bread, thanks... ;-)

I often dream of trains when I'm alone

I ride on them into another zone

I dream of them constantly

Heading for paradise

Or Basingstoke

Or Reading

I often dream of trains when I'm awake

They ride along beside a frozen lake

And there in the buffet car

I wait for eternity

Or Basingstoke

Or Reading

I often dream of trains till it gets light

The summer turns to winter overnight

The leaves fall so suddenly

The sun se...