| Semley station is (typically) situated some distance away from the
Wiltshire village of Semley, and (naturally) adjacent to the railway line. It was
opened in 1858/9 as part of the Salisbury and Yeovil line (later absorbed into the LSWR), and
seems to have been ignored by all the local papers, and any other documents I could
find in the local museum. Closure seems to have attracted even less comment than
opening.
The station was one of the very first to fall victim to the Beeching cuts of the
early sixties, the double-track main line was singled at the same time and then partly re-instated,
but the complex trackwork that required such an elaborate signal box is no more.
There are persistent rumours that the line is to be relaid with double track again
and the station re-opened. Most of these rumours originate from people who would
rather I lived somewhere else (possibly because they too have always wanted to live in
a railway station). Some are scandalised that I have painted one room in the colours
of the Great Western (and with some justification, because it was the Western Region who
exacted revenge on the LSWR when they were given operational control in the late fifties), but
I like the colours.
A local modeller, Martin Baker, is modelling the station as it was around the 1900's. I
look forward to seeing a model horse shunting wagons on the P4 layout. (Both He, I, and
my neighbours would like to see photos or articles about Semley Station. It seems to
have been completely ignored by all chroniclers. We have seen scores of photos of
Bullied Pacifics heading trains through it, but nobody seems to have cared about the
buildings, the roadway, or the interior).
Drawing on memories of "The Third Policeman" (Flann O'Brien), I asked Martin Baker if he
would include, within the model of the station, a table with a model of the station on
it, and of course, within this model, there should be a model, and so on.
"Don't be silly", he said.
Well, as I suspected, railway modellers don't have the same sense of the absurd
as artists do. Perhaps I've been programming recursive solutions for too long.
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