One such piece is as follows
RAILWAY STUFF
I WAS WATCHING the goods the other evening making its way to Wexford, rather like an old buffer of 89 en route to the post office for his pension. Could we not erect some ironical memorial in tortured steel to the wretched man who 'designed' the under-boilered, over-cylindered atrocity that was yanking and bashing those trucks?
When younger and less wise I wrote to the former Dublin South-Eastern Railway outlining a modest proposal for fitting their locomotives with thermic syphons. This device protects the crown sheet and, of course, considerably advances the effective heating surface. 'Dear Sir-The General Manager directs me to state that the enclosed diagrams, which bear your name, have been found in this office and are returned herewith. Please note that this Company cannot accept responsibility for such documents.'
Heigh-ho for power-operated fire-doors, mechanical stokers and a300 Ibs steam pressure. I heard of a high-up railway technician who was, appropriately enough, killed at a level crossing by one of his own 'trains'. He thought the train was past because he saw its tracks. Bah!