And no, it's not in Bath
I was completely spoilt for railway stations on this trip, managing to take in three, all of which warrant a mention in Simon Jenkins' Britain's Hundred Best Railway Stations - a tome which I drool over nearly as much as CAMRA's National Inventory of Historic Pub Interiors (and that got a hammering on this trip too). OK, one of the stations wasn't in Bath and so including it is a bit of a cheat (especially as it's potential destination number 123) but I am including it because, firstly because of engineering works, it was where my train journey began and ended; secondly, I've seen it from the inside many times, but never from the outside, because this is one major English city that I have so far never visited, and thirdly, because it is stunningly, awesomely, jaw-droppingly gorgeous.
But that's enough of the station I wasn't even meant to be visiting. I think Bath's stations will have to wait until tomorrow now.
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