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Coordinates: 53°05′56″N 2°26′24″W / 53.099°N 2.44°W / 53.099; -2.44
Crewe is a railway town within the unitary authority area of Cheshire East and the ceremonial county of Cheshire, England. According to the 2001 census the urban area had a population of 67,683. Crewe is perhaps best known as a large railway junction and home to Crewe Works, for many years a major railway engineering facility for manufacturing and overhauling locomotives, but now much reduced in size. From 1946 until 2002 it was also the home of Rolls-Royce motor car production. The Pyms Lane factory on the west of the town now produces Bentley motor cars exclusively.
Although the name Creu first appears in the Domesday Book, the modern urban settlement of Crewe was not formally planned out until 1843 by Joseph Locke to consolidate the "railway colony" that had grown up since around 1840-41 in the area near to the railway junction station opened in 1837, even though it was called Crewe by many, from the start. Crewe was thus named after the railway station, rather than the other way round.
Actors: Charles 'Bud' Tingwell (actor), Lee Montague (actor), Bill Owen (actor), Edwin Richfield (actor), Michael Ripper (actor), Glyn Houston (actor), John Gilling (writer), Anthony Nelson Keys (producer), James Bernard (composer), Barbara Shelley (actress), Patrick Wymark (actor), Pauline Harlow (miscellaneous crew), Jack Hedley (actor), Ian Whittaker (actor), Tom Simpson (editor),
Plot: Malaya 1944: many US soldiers have been captured by the Japanese, when they were cut off from their troops. On her way to Kualumpar the English secret agent Elaine is shot down in her plane near such a prison camp. The men hide her eagerly among them, but when the Japanese threaten them with torture, their moral weakens.
Keywords: 1940s, agent, asia, bare-chested-male, bare-chested-male-bondage, concentration-camp, japanese, jungle, malaya, prisontonight I'll dream a girl called home
and wake up in tears
all on my own
with the sun coming up
and my head against stone
balcony dressed and drawn
tonight I'll Dream a room so far away
frost pale blue
the colour of a perfect day
and then screw up my face
in the mirror
as I wait for the others to call
but if I don't believe in magic
and I don't believe in blood
and I don't believe in miracles
and I don't believe in love
then how come I believe so soon
in a cherry tree girl
and a dust blue room?
tonight I'll dream an hour so long
shadow soft smiles
and everyone loves me
to open my eyes
in a drag myself face undone
hard back into the world
tonight I'll dream a dream I dream
without even trying I'm flying I scream
as I practice the move
I spit at my pillow stained face
and the others all come
but if I don't believe in magic
and I don't believe in blood
and I don't believe in miracles
and I don't believe in love
then how come I believe it seems
in a girl called home