OK, I admit there's been a bit of snow this week. Three or four inches judging by the layers on cars and locos and such.
Slightly fewer miles this week, so slightly less fatigued. Migraines temporarily averted. No need to go to Tunstead. Has it been a holiday? Naah..
A bit for everyone this week, I think. Whether its s.g., n.g., steam or diesel, we've something that might catch your attention, educate or amuse.
Some weeks in this saga mark significant milestones. Others just little stepping stones. This week's is much in tune with the former, as Andrew became equipped to transport a proportion of his fleet (not the heavier ones, yet) on his own low-load trailer.
Oh dear, starting this a bit late tonight – been watching part 1 of that Strawbridge character trying to build a model railway all across Scotland.
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!
You wait ages for a special train and then two come at once. Well OK, not quite at once, but on the same day. So anyway...
14901 is still on holiday in Old Oak. It was supposed to be collected on Wednesday, but early on in the week it was apparent that Reids would have to reschedule so what was the last exhibit to arrive at the Open Day looks like being the last to depart.
It's amazing, given the general untidiness and dust prevalent at the Geoffrey Briddon Building, how many brooms we have amassed. Here's a selection, and that isn't even all of them, nor those which have been burnt after I spotted woodworm in them. Quite why they have all found sanctuary here is something of a mystery, but here they are. I suppose it all adds to the quirkiness of our existence.