3rd October 2010
At the end of last week’s blog, I confidently forecast my popping in to Rowsley on Monday to photograph 14 901 hauling a decent-sized freight down to Darley. I should know better than to count chickens, or locos.
17th October 2010
Monday: All I really wanted was a quiet birthday, a chance to wallow in self-pity about another year having gone by without becoming a millionaire, featured in a TV documentary, recognised by the Heritage Railway Association (did I ever tell you that my skills have nothing relevant to railway preservation, according to the HRA?) and so on.
14th November 2010
During the week we said a metaphoric goodbye to another of Andrew’s locos – “Claire” – depicted below. It was I suppose inevitable that with three ‘identical’ Hudswell Clarke 0-4-0DHs – “Claire” “Grace” and “Beverley” – Andrew needing to thin out the numbers would lead to one or even two of them departing, but I have fond memories of “Claire” – one of the most travelled locos in the collection.
22nd August 2010
On Monday night Andrew had us pop back over to Rowsley and fire up the ‘14 so that he could set up the rpm range again. We were there barely half-an-hour but that meant that I could return on Thursday afternoon to start driver training, but forgot my camera so no photos of it shuffling around Rowsley re-arranging wagons.
12th September 2010
Saturday: Rowsley seems to be becoming a second home lately. With me having all my gear in the 407, and Andrew wanting to run the Land Rover to collect some bits for “Coronation”, we ended up taking two vehicles. In the end it was fortuitous that the Land Rover was there, for the Heritage Shunter Trust’s ‘new’ mobile crane was stuck in mud and the Land Rover ended up assisting it on to terra firma.
17th April 2011
So, did anyone miss me, I wonder? (Don’t all shout “No!” at once). There was no “Weekend Rails” last weekend because, although Andrew had a (rather unsuccessfull) day on his own at Rowsley, your truly was to be found at the Leander Club at Henley-on-Thames Saturday night on one of those “family occasions” that necessitated swapping overalls for a Dinner Suit.
20th February 2011
The sudden return of the cold weather on Monday sent a chill through Andrew’s heart. We had, after all, added a considerable quantity of plain water to “Pluto” last Sunday when the cooling system appeared a touch low, so Antifreeze strength was not entirely predictable.
30th May 2011
This (long) weekend was the Last Weekend of the Month. There is a danger in all this that it becomes a self-fulfilling prophesy, that in some way we expect that it will be a wash-out, plan less to do for fear of it going wrong, see every minor problem as a major disaster and come out of it with our convictions reinforced.
27th February 2011
It has been a busy week at Briddon towers. I was out on a commercial job on Tuesday, and Andrew having packed the girlfriend back off for home, went over to Rowsley where there ought to have been a 6.5m length of tube delivered. But it wasn’t there. He rang me, I advised him where to find the supplier’s phone number and contact name, he rang the supplier, the supplier blustered, and it turned out the lorry was half a mile away and the driver “couldn’t find” Peak Rail, Rowsley.
13th February 2011
There is a view that a blog is nothing more than a diary that exists on the ‘web, but there is one important difference. You can pour your heart out on paper, insult anyone you choose, outline your aspirations, all in the knowledge that only you – and perhaps your spouse – are ever likely to read it in your lifetime. The blog is a different matter, and there have been “things going on” which I could not report until all parties had agreed. Too soon would have screwed it all up.