The eagle-eyed amongst you might have noticed that the url line for Weekend Rails has changed a bit. It is now an https rather than just a mere http, which means I apparently have an SSL certificate for it, as I also seemingly have for both my commercial site and Andrew's loco site. You might think that this means I'll be out buying picture frames so that I can have them in a line on the wall. Sadly no, it's not that sort of certificate.
After the all-action report from last week, perhaps something a little more calm and laid-back would be in order. Are you sitting comfortably? Then let's begin....
I have had the feeling over the years that a lot of railway enthusiasts also have a partiality to Land Rovers. I used to put this down to them being the nearest thing to a loco on rubber tyres, but then in the 1980s I discovered minilok, and realised that they had a long way to match up. You'll know if you've stuck with this blog for any length of time that we've had two Land Rovers, a short wheelbase that lingered in our garage from about 1986 and finally was sold when we left Briddon Towers, and a long wheelbase Defender that Andrew bought from RMS Locotec and finally left in a container for the USA. But once you've owned a Landy, not possessing one leaves a hole, and when Steph declared she'd like another in place of her Micra sometime, we needed no further excuse...
I imagine many a newspaper or magazine columnist has been in the same dilemma. Deadline drawing near, the keyboard sat ready and absolutely nothing coming to mind to write about.
8th July 2012
On Saturday morning I was woken from my slumbers by the mobile - actually I often am but this was the ring tone rather than the alarm - being a call from my transmission gurus. The boss himself had stripped our powershift on Friday - the converter seals had failed probably because of the presence of rust and debris (and having been stood unused for over a decade probably hadn't helped) plus at least two bearings were knocking in the powershift and were probably close to failing. Taking labour, bearings, seals etc into account the total cost would be £3000. It is the sort of shock that brings you summarily into the land of the living and I told them as calmly as possible to proceed - after all, it has to be done, and ultimately it's Andrew's money(!).
11th March 2012
The magazines are now beginning to report the plans for the AFRPS gala, now but 2 months off. Some are confidently saying that haulage will include a certain 03, others adding the “subject to availability” caveat, and one contributor muttering that “getting a move on” will be vital if D2128 is to turn a wheel (but what does he know?). Provided there are no major hitches, things are progressing nicely, and Andrew’s biggest concern is cash flow to buy the remaining big lumps. The control panel still monopolises the front room table at Briddon Towers.
25th March 2012
During the week, a jiffy bag arrived for Andrew containing a new set of vanes for the dmu exhauster on “Pluto” and in consequence he decided that it was time we showed our faces there. So on a misty Saturday morning, we headed north to York and the DVLR.
12th December 2010
"George" hiding behind the snowdrifts.
The snow had cleared enough that the move of “George” was back on, and we had notified the Elsecar secretary accordingly. So when I rolled up on Monday morning to find no EHR personnel on site and the loading area still obstructed by snow, I was a little concerned.
6th December 2010
On Monday we went up to Elsecar to recover the lorry sheet that covered the Sentinel “George” only to discover that Elsecar had already removed said sheet “in case it was theirs”. Ho humm. Plan A had been to see the loco on board the lorry heading to pastures new, but the latter was apparently stuck in snow somewhere in Scotland.
21st November 2010
OK, so just who was it decided it was the last weekend of the month? Regular readers will recall that according to Andrew, the last weekend is the one where all good plans go belly-up. For Andrew himself, it was time to go visit the girlfriend, so after a week of night-shifts on Manchester Metrolink (he’s on placement there) he headed off Friday evening having arranged for 14 901 to return to Rowsley so that I could continue with the pegboard and strip on Saturday.