Ah! the pleasures of trains in those times.
Dave do you remember the fresh-squeezed orange juice at Spencer Street Station? Not as potent as the evening booze but wonderful.
The oranges came down, every day, on the early train from Mildura where they'd been picked the day before.
And yes I loved the name given to the Spirit of Progress. I was taken to see it during the 50s.
I just took a long trip from Warrnambool to Tocumwal. The Warrnambool train is still rather old fashioned and I always enjoy that. The less said the better about the Northern part of the journey.
Cheers, Joy