We have come to the edge of the heath where Mazzy walked her dogs many years ago.
She complains about the traffic even then, so clearly the exodus had already started. Maybe my dad drove past her in his little red car.
Or perhaps the congestion was caused by the rail crossing on the road here. Elaine remembers the gates closing every twenty minutes or so with a noisy clang, clang, clang. If this was the main entry and exit road before the motorway came, such disruption would have caused quite a jam.
One assumes there were a lot of timber trucks going in and out of the factory. With that amount of rail traffic, it's no wonder there was such a large signal box overseeing the crossing.