Stogumber Station
Stogumber station,calm amidst calm,nestled amongst the Quantocks.No reason to still be there -a station preserved by enthusiasts,maintained by volunteers,rarely busy,with long periods of nothingdisturbed by blasts from a distant whistle.This popular stop along a charming time-capsule,a preserved railway lineknown for its tranquil, old-fashioned charm.A place where once the produce of the areawas taken out into the world;where once a goods shed stood;a goods shed bigger than the main station building itself.A building now busy serving cream teas and refreshmentsto the dedicated supporters who come to the station.Its once-short, single platform stood testimentto the main reason for the station's being:Goods over Passengers.The Victorian mania for the railways,the construction of lines with tiny; remote stations,often many miles from their village namesakes.The hopes and aspirations of landowners and investorsto link ports to businesses,the hopes of great futures."To the brewers,The farmers and landowners,The weavers and industries:The railways will connect youTo markets for your produce -Prosperity through connectivity!"This place,now its own little heaven.A place to sit,to be briefly disturbed by the occasional steam train -a cream tea interrupted by a heritage diesel lococalmly pulling a rarely seen goods train.Then, the return to silence,and your cup of tea.A silence you can't often find these days,this is genuine silence.The genuine peace that is found at Stogumber station.This place - somewhere you just need to be!