Michael Portillo's his name, he's a nice chap <br />Always has Bradshaw's guide on his lap <br />As he travels up and down the track <br />Asking questions, getting answers back <br /> <br />When he gets off, he tightens his laces <br />Then stays in some really strange places <br />His quest - to see Britain by train <br />Then probably go back home again<br /><br />Paul Gerard Reed<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/portillo-on-the-rails/
