“…Not very long ago, in the top left-hand corner of Wales, there was a railway. It wasn’t a very long railway or a very important railway, but it was called The Merioneth and Llantisilly Rail Traction Company Limited, and it was all there was.
And in a shed, in a siding at the end of the railway, lives the Locomotive of the Merioneth and Llantisilly Rail Traction Company Limited, which was a long name for a little engine so his friends just called him Ivor…”
And so it was that we went to the real Llaniog, home of the engine of the Merioneth and Llantisilly Rail Traction Company Limited, where the real railway has an equally long and descriptive name. I’m sure that the late, great Oliver Postgate would be happy to see that things have not changed much since the 70s.
It made my day today to find that the gift shop at Ffestiniog was filled with Ivor merchandise, and that it overshadowed the usually over-exposed Thomas and Friends.
I’m sure we heard the Grumbly and District Choir in the distance, which was only to be expected as we had already visited Mr Dinwiddie’s gold mine and learnt how to extract precious metal from the unassuming hillside.
The only problem I can see now is maintaining a suitable environment for the Proper Red Heraldic Dragon we have brought home. Oh, for those of you who are interested he is called Idris after his imortalised ancestor.