The village railway station only escaped the axe

Because the then owner of Sommerseat

Was a friend of a friend of the chancellor

This was to my advantage as I owned

The rather lovely stationmaster’s cottage

Our station was reduced but not unkindly so

With both platforms remaining and an hourly service

I belonged to the friends of the station

Who essentially worked with the railway people

To ensure that the station was kept nice and tidy

This said and I was not the only witness

To something we that all considered rather odd

As an unnamed woman was often seen

Hanging around the station area

Especially on early summer evenings

She was polite and friendly when spoken to

But at the same time was rather remote

The strange thing was that some days later

A white silk scarf would be found in the waiting room

It seemed too ordered to be accidental

And this began to trouble those who cared