They said last week's was a little disappointing - wha'd'they want? Blud?
I looked over at the Darley hillside while shunting this afternoon. The trees were an attractive mix of greens and browns in the wintery sunshine, but the wind was chilling. Back at the Briddon Country Pile the central heating pump has died and the plumbers reckon a replacement is 2-3 days. Brrr.
It's actually Monday as I get this loaded, sorry if you've been waiting up Sunday night – hope it's worth the delay!
After all those pretty pictures last week, a bit of a dearth this week. Never mind, I'll try to make up for it with some pithy prose.
Well, it looks like a mixed bag this week. Something for everyone, maybe. After all, I did promise you a wide-ranging instalment when I signed off last Sunday.
We've been moving locos again this week, and so lots of pictures to wade through even though I was in the wrong place and couldn't get any of our new ramp doing its thing. But let's not get ahead of things, let us return to a quarry in a county, far, far away....