Judy Garland’s Trolley
Song has been an earworm since my tram ride round
We boarded a 90-year-old tramcar. 'Ding, ding, ding,' went the bell. The tram clanged and, with a screech of steel
wheel on steel rail, we sped out of the shed onto a side street. In a hundred yards we stopped, with a bump of
the brakes, at a junction with
Our driver had told us that he had had a year of training to qualify. He and we now had the run of the city’s tramlines; he took us wherever he wanted. All he had to do was to avoid disturbing the routine trams. We stopped for a photo shoot but, suddenly, he hurried us back aboard, “There’s a No. 24 coming up behind us!”
Indeed there was. We sped away.
On some of the outer reaches of the system, we did U-turns on loops at the end of lines, where our conductor had to get out and change points.
For about 90 minutes, we enjoyed a swaying, squealing,
clanging tour of the fine city of
I travelled with the excellent PTG Tours
Photo credits: Kevin Hogget
Trolley Song written by Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane