they passed a pendolino

The train was almost silent as Euston slipped away,
and the houses and great walls slid past, wearing bricks of London clay

then the factories trotted by, with a bold increasing stride
lorries waiting at the gate, workers busying inside

now the barometric buffeting, as tunnels fluffeled past
and pylons queuing up ahead, first slow, then very fast

then the whistle called to Milton Keynes and it rushed out to the train
and some got on and some got off, then it moved away again

the fields passed rather quickly in shades of brown and green
some home to sheep or cattle with hedges in between

soon Rugby came to greet us and it stopped beside our train
and some got on and some got off then it shuffled off again

and trees marched by as the town moved away, waving as they did
and the shiny tracks beside our train, wobbled as they slid

then canal boats travelled past us at 100 knots I'd bet
with barely any bow wave, to make the tow-path wet

Crewe came hurtling to us, slowing down to stop outside
and some got off and some got on, for this portion of the ride

now the fields were home to horses, as Chester came in sight
and soon it slipped beside our train, where we could all alight.

The pendolino's don't go to chester as the line from Crewe to chester is not electrified. it's the Super Voyager that you need.

Right, anyway this is not what I have been trying to post I think I will give up now.

'Fluffled', what a fantastic word! Cheers fella, smarvo!

Brilliant! I've ignored this thread as I thought it was just a test.

Thanks for sharing