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Winter Warmth a Nostalgic Meal

When ,this morning I read on Facebook  a post from my son  saying,  " Telling Eitan how my great-grandmother used to lift me up to look out the window when the train was passing. Crazy thing is that I was his age back then and the memory is crystal clear. Warms my heart." It warmed the cockles of my heart too,  because  over 55 years ago,   my maternal grandmother use to  lift my cousins and I  on to her draining board to look out of her kitchen window at the trains that went past. Grandma knew all the times, "That's the  London, Portsmouth, or Brighton train." she would tell us. Sometimes,if we were very lucky    we would walk over the bridge  from her home to Hove station and get the train for a seven minute trip to Brighton station or Portslade station, go shopping and return to her home.  Maybe my  grandma instilled in me my love of train travel, or  maybe my love of her created the love, either way to this day I still find trains  magical One of