Semley Station
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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.

To the Station Entrance
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