But I really don't care where they'll end after I go - it's good enough if they make it in my lifetime (a fellow Transfan recently lost his collection in a fire, and the general cheer up was they can be replaced, which is ultimately true).

The highway to the East Coast which ran through the borough of Ebbfield had always been a main road and even now, despite the vast garages, the pylons and the gaily painted factory glasshouses which had sprung up beside it, there still remained an occasional trace of past cultures.

It need not be a non-operational, merely 'boo-hooray' expression.

to hand a lady into a carriage