19 NOVEMBER 1948, Page 5

I must permit myself to do what I have never

done before, and never expected to do—pay tribute to a railway sandwich. Having a few days ago to travel by a train which left King's Cross at 12.15 and would with luck reach its destination at not long after 1.52, I acquired from a refreshment trolley on the platform two sandwiches and a large biscuit-like confection such as used to be known in my youth as an Easter cake It is with the former that I am here con- cerned. Their precise constituents I' am not competent to identify, but taken comprehensively they were fresh, they were appetising, they were sustaining. What more could be demanded of any sand- wich ? The difference between their cost (is.) and the price of a normal lunch is available as a douceur for Lord Inman if he would