Being a Yank, I couldn't always understand some of the broader accents, but I hung around for the songs. I really loved the music! Nostalgia for the heyday of steam locomotives is something that Americans and British share in common. I'm guessing it's the same in many other parts of the world as well. When I was 15 I rode the overnight train from Rome to Paris and I can still feel the rhythm of the rails as I watched the sun setting over the Mediterranean from the carriage window. I remember my clothes being covered in soot from leaving the window open all night as well. ;^)