HIGH-SPEED RAIL

Once we'd found a satisfactory seat that wasn't too close to the engine [ie the whistle!] the train set off almost at once. 

Soon we picked up speed and as we rattled through the countryside, Antony asked, 'How fast are we going?' 

Before I could give my opinion (which was about 30mph) Wilson had answered, 'About a Million Miles a Minute!'

Antony and TT gasped, 'Oooooohhh!' in unison, quietly repeating the figure to each other.
Then Tiny Toy announced that he needed the bathroom.

Antony backed him up, saying so did he, 'Really badly!' before Wilson added that perhaps he should have gone before he got on the train too.

Wilson I can forgive… but Antony? Tiny Toy? They're both stuffed toys — can they really need to go?

Whatever, we all set off to investigate whether there was a loo on the train…