Nameboard

The former Metropolitan station was situated about five minutes' walk from the main street, and was always designated Uxbridge (Belmont Road) by Bradshaw, although there was no official sanction for this name; nothing of the sort ever appeared either on the station nameboards or the Metropolitan maps and timebills.

On once more we swung, bumping uneasily along in the antique narrow-gauge coach, with gloomy woods and gathering night outside, shouts and songs (and quacks) inside—this was not at all the sort of train ordained by the logical strategists in Paris—then grinding to a stop at a mysterious halt which was no more than a nameboard in the pinewoods, without even a footpath leading to it, but nevertheless with a solitary passenger stolidly waiting.

Finally the couplings whimpered and the train limped off at a slow haul to another country station whose flaky nameboard read 'Adlestrop'.