A plaque revealing the transformation of a ‘parcel of land between the platforms and the tunnel’. The mundane brickwork of the present complex masking the story of a former network lynchpin. From MPD to MCP. The ‘summer of love’ signalling delivery of the Beeching-esque axe. Steam, soot and rust now swept away to eventually herald the triumph of rubber over the iron road. A new kind of shed for the future ‘transport of convenience’. With the benefit of hindsight on the half centenary anniversary?