The fbb threesome continued en voiture via the A30 to Bodmin to enjoy the steam railway.
It would be fair, fbb feels, to admit that Mrs fbb and chum Julia's enjoyment was not of the highest level. "All we saw," they opined, "was bushes!"
This lack of boundless enthusiasm should not be taken as a criticism of the tireless efforts of the people who work so hard running the line and preserving its trains BUT provokes a broader question, "Are there too many heritage lines doing exactly the same thing?"
Answers on a postcard, please!
But, fortuitously, there was something different - but not directly derived from railway preservation.
As the fbb gang was waiting to board their ordinary Mark 1 British Railways coach, a party of World War 1 Tommies marched briskly down the hill from the Cornwall Regimental Museum!
Under the capes and tin hats were jeans, shorts and brightly coloured trainers. It was a party of school kiddies kidding on that they were off to the trenches.
The train pulled to a halt short of Parkway Station where a small scaffolding platform had been built.
History lessons were never like this when fbb was nobbut a lad.
It would have been nice to have had a fuller explanation from a commentator. That would have made the trip much more memorable, albeit co-incidentally.
The general public can book up for a similar evening experience. Go on-line to "the trench bodmin".