Garrett's Suffolk Punch

[the highwayman]

Back in the days when there was only King George V on the mainline, Me, Dad and 2 of Dad's mates, (frighteningly I'm the only one still alive) were train chasing around Berkshire in the MK2 Jag when we spotted smoke, which we found was coming from the Suffolk Punch, this led to an additional bit of time being spent at a local ploughing match (Faringdon Filkins and Burford?) somewhere Mum will still have some 8mm film of it.