Not murder but magic on the Orient Express

This Saturday was a dream come true for me – I have always loved train travel – the romance and the mystery of where people are going and meeting, I am of course talking about the good old days of porters and carriages with proper seats.

For my 50th and our wedding anniversary we had booked lunch on The British Pullman something I had wanted to do my whole life – it almost didn’t happen the Saturday before we had a car crash on the way to an event and I spent a few days in hospital nursing fractured ribs but nothing was going to stop me going on this trip so armed with pain killers and my leg in a surgical bandage we headed of to London to pick up the train.

Walking or should I say hobbling along platform No 2 at Victoria we arrived at the check in

We were allocated our carriage – Audrey – built as a first class kitchen car in 1932 making her debut on New Year’s day 1933 as part of the first all electric Pullman train. She then spent nearly 40 years of service as part of the Brighton Belle – this was fabulous to know as the Brighton Belle was the train that my father used to take when courting my mum, traveling from London to Brighton at the weekends.

Just a short wait and then the iconic train pulled into the station and my heart skipped a beat – the carriages slowing coming to a stop so we could get on board.

Hat – Shazam Vintage, 1940’s vintage dress – Paris, gloves – Retreat vintage and shoes Rocket Original. (Surgical stocking courtesy of the NHS!!)
Once we were seated champagne was served in the most beautiful crystal glasses and the train gently pulled out for the start of our journey.
As we travelled through the Kent countryside fabulous food kept coming and wine glass was refilled as if by magic, stewards effortlessly served our lunch and how they managed to serve soup from a terrine on a moving train I will never know!!
The food was delicious and the service was fabulous. After a couple of hours the train manager informed us that we would be arriving at Winstable shortly for a short stop with champagne and oysters served on the platform.
The trip was everything I imagined and then some. I didn’t do much running around carriages as I wanted but didn’t want to hurt my ribs anymore so here are a here are just a few more fabulous pictures of the carriage.
Sadly we all to soon arrived back at Victoria Station and our journey was at an end. Leaving the old fashioned style behind us we vowed to return one day and maybe just maybe do the ultimate Paris to Venice.

5 Comments

  • lovely pictures, you both look fab and the food looks delicious! Glad you had a good time!

  • Mim says:

    I’m sorry to hear about your accident, and I hope you are recovering well. That trip looks wonderful fun.

  • karenjw says:

    Thank you I am getting there – it was an amazing trip.

  • Oh my goodness, I’m so very sorry to hear about your accident that and that were injured. What a trouper you are to plow ahead with your train trip all the same. It looks like you had an amazing time and I hope very much that it helped take your mind off of that recent horribly unpleasant experience for a little while.

    Sending tons of healing wishes and hugs your way,
    ♥ Jessica

    • karenjw says:

      Thank you Jessica – I am on the mend. I was determined to go as I have been looking forward to it for so long!!

      Funny how things like that make you want to grab everything life throws at you and enjoy it!! xx

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