It was sunset in Birmingham and Elizabeth Rose Wright was inhaling inhaling the last bit of her cigarette after a 6 hour train journey from Scotland. She checked the clock mounted in the tower. It was almost 10pm. It had been a draining day with the train stopping twice for restroom breaks, indoor plumbing on a train would be godsend, and listening to the screaming children of the higher class when the nursing maids could not handle the infants needs. So very glad to be off the train.

Stubbing out the last of the cigarette and inhaling the Smoggy coal filled air Elizabeth thought back to the last time she had been at this station, getting on the train to the Scottish Highlands after her father had been shipped off to war, waiting for her Sweetheart and realising that he wouldn't be coming with her. Everything had changed after that.

Shaking off the memories and raising a leather gloved hand she hailed down the first taxi in site

'Where you off to love?" The middle aged taxi driver asked whilst loading her case and bag into the boot

"The Garrison please" Elizabeth climbed into the cab, slamming the rusted door behind her preparing herself for the journey that would take her home.

'Right love, no problem"

The forty minute journey passed with the soft sounds of Nick Lucas through the tuned radio and the occasional chatter from the driver. By the end of the Journey she had learnt that the Driver - Michael Garder - was most certainly a Peaky Blinder, he had two daughters 11 and 16 and a son at 9 years old - he wanted to be a train driver and coaxed his father into buying him a model train for his birthday just passed - and his wife worked as a local seamstress.

"That'll be 20 Shillings love"

Handing over a pound note to the driver "Keep the change"

"Thank you Ma'am, here let me get your bags"

Running round to open the door and retrieve your belongings after the hefty tip that you'd just left the driver.

"I hope you enjoy your stay in Small Heath Ma'am and don't forget if you ever need a stitchin up our Maggie with gladly elp you out"

"Thank you Michael and Its glad to be back"

And with that the taxi driver sped off into the night.