Classy. unpretentious. Ample of homeliness and good humour.

Stationmaster Jay is no Fitzwilliam Darcy and Elisé (the belle in white lace) is no Elizabeth Bennet but their finding each other is an equally tortuous journey if a little more down to earth. An impressive read,

Lovely book. Needed a couple of reads to absorb it all. Those Victorians knew how to pack a lot into a sentence.

Unusual book I normally read fast but by the first chapter I had slowed down to savour all the notes. I find sleep better after a feelgood read and this is the best yest that I had definitely one for the bedside Happiness on a stick

Just read this memoire of a humorous stationmaster a second time and relished it as much as before. Such a deeply furnished account that I spotted things I missed first time round.

I liked reading this book. There’s a hint of the paranormal about Stationmaster Jay and his Great Grandson.

In the beginning I wondered why I was reading this book, but by the time I reached the end I wanted more. Question is, will there be more?

I was fascinated by Stationmaster Horace’s daily travails and tribulations, the minutiae of them recounted so humorously as to form the heart of the story. I’ve not read a book like this before and found it refreshing to read.

Not unlike ‘Oh Doctor Beeching’ but set in Victorian times, more believable, and actually funny.

IMHO the South Exmoor Railway, though fictional, has a very plausible history and situation, and good fiction like this is an excellent way to contextualise the bare facts of history. In this respect, I give Stationmaster five stars.