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His wife finally caught up with Jamie Fraser, who was wearing full Scottish regalia.

Blushingly, she asked what was worn under a Scots man's kilt, to which he replied that under his kilt nothing was worn, it was all in perfect working order.

Allan's OH swooned.

Allan's OH didn't notice that Allan couldn't help dancing down the street as though he was Gene Kelly, because she was busy looking out for Jamie Fraser.

Hope someone points out to her that this is Bridgadoon not Outlander and the day is almost over...…...

Well I think that's up to the greater powers eg us :-D

So..........

What luck that Allan and his OH should arrive on the one day of the year that Brigadoon appears.

But did they manage to leave before the village disappeared back into the mists or are they stuck there for a whole year...….

Unfortunately, that village was Brigadoon :-D

Allan didn't find a lovely young lady with a lovely bunch of coconuts here so had to settle for a flirtatious dairymaid....what could go wrong.....

More like a reclining seat and lots of champers in Business Class, but that is not to be.

The bus rattled on, along with the little old man, the animals and a band of singers.

Over the hill, and a long way off, the wind will blow my top-knot off!

Soon they entered the nearest village.....

Rather than being on a road to nowhere albeit it an apt song for Allan, he decided the only talking heads he was interested in belonged to OH and anyone that could point him ion the right direction for more fun and adventures.....who needs a comfy chair and sleepers.....

It’s taken Allan a couple of days to get over sharing that Fiddlers dram and now feels ready to get on with trying to get home.
So now..............

Of the Day We Went to Bangor

Even Fidler's Dram got in on the act.

Allan then realised that the double-decker was in fact of the 'toast-rack' style with an open deck and no roof. Even more animals and birds were hitching a lift.

Oh what memories the seaside bus conjured up.

As most of these ramblings have no hold on reality......as they boarded the bus night fell. They heard the clank.

Allan and OH stared around the inside of the double decker. There were sparrows flying, insect buzzing, a large monkey swigging from a bottle of beer. Various animals were scurrying about. A trembling came from the upper deck of the bus.

Allan and OH looked at each other. There was no elephant in the room, but it sure sounded like one walking about up the stairs.

A tuneless song came from a little old man sitting on the back seat.

I went to the Animal Fayre
The birds and beasts were there...……………..

Over the hills and far away, Teletubbies come to play.

Now that was a bizarre thought, even by Allan's standards. He decided to give up drinking the liquid metal polish even though it did give him a bit of sparkle.

So they stepped on the bus and Allan cried, 'Take us to the Fare'

Out of the train, along the platform and into the street, and indeed a bus passed by.

Not a red one, but a green one.

Aha, thought Allan a rural route...…………..but where?

Allan's wife thumped him

'Who's this Sandra?' she shouted.

'Harry, Harry, Harry refuse to have anything to do with him' was the best that Allan could blurt out.

He was beginning to get fed up acting as a double decker bus for all his multiple personalities. AND they never paid any fares.

Blakey would have had something to say about that.

Both sides of Allan's brain agreed that they knew nothing about Harry Potter, Harry Worth or Harry Fowler. The only Harry who had a high profile now was Mr Rednapp.

Allan felt the spirit of this Harry start to inhabit him, and said those immortal words to OH.

'Sandra, a dollop of roly poly with custard if you please.'

I think it means another alternate reality. :-S :-D

Harry Potter.

Oh no! They had inadvertently caught the Hogwarts Express.

As Allan and his wife had never seen any of the films, nor read any of the books, they had no idea what would happen next.

(A bit like this thread, really)

True to the plot of Ghost Train, Allan and OH were indeed stranded. Not on a railway station, but in a tunnel.

Suddenly they felt a slight breeze and rumbling.

The rumbling got louder, and the breeze stronger, until they realised that there was a train hurtling towards them.

Allan and OH flattened themselves against the wall of the tunnel, and ghostly figures looked out of the windows as it trundled past.

OH swiftly pulled out her parasol and hooked onto the end of the ancient train.

By a terrific feat of strength they both hauled themselves onto the train.

As they walked along the end carriage they saw.....

However, the ghost train had long ago fallen off the bridge together with many fine comedic actors such as Arthur Askey and Richard Murdoch.

So the light at the end of the tunnel from the Temple of Gloom could really be daylight and not an approaching train, or it could be one of those famed booby-traps for which such Temples are known.

The light could well be a luminescent stone dislodged by walking on the wrong step. These stones would come rolling down an incline and flatten all in their path.

The Temple of Gloom was really ancient, as were the rolling stones.

The incline not only served as a conduit for the stones but also as wheelchair access for the stoned.....sorry, stones.

the London Underground....

Allan stared at it with horror. New lines since he last saw one.

Strangely enough there was a line called Crossrail. Most people knew that it was not open yet. Most people call it the Ghost Line.

Now if they could catch a Ghost Train, they might get out of there...………..