BACK in 1966/7, I spent some time at Doncaster Works and lodged with an elderly couple for the duration of my stay.
The man of the house had retired some years earlier after a lifetime working on the shop floor in the plant. We talked about those days, and whenever he talked about Gresley it was with admiration, and about Peppercorn with affection – his eyes brightened whenever his name was mentioned, and he always referred to him as ‘Pep’.