First of all, let me thank all those who e-mailed during the week offering their best wishes after my daughter's nuptials. She and her husband are now somewhere in Japan and hopefully enjoying every minute of it. For us though, it is back to normal.
6th September 2010
No sooner had I committed last week’s saga to the electrons than the phone rang and a former neighbour of ours was congratulating us on the article in Railway Magazine. This came as a surprise since I had been expecting a proof but no matter, a short while later the postman delivered something in a plain brown envelope and there it was for all to see.
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.
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.
8th May 2011
The overlap between my activities with Andrew and commercial work has been extensive again this week. It was after all, Andrew’s acquisition of the re-railing jacks from Doncaster that enabled me to broker the deal that saw the East Anglian Railway Museum acquire the Plasser crane, and while I was there putting the engine back in, I’d had a chance to have a quick look at more bits coming up for auction. So it was that on Wednesday I back yet again in Doncaster, “officially” inspecting the lots of an on-line auction due to close on Friday.
2nd May 2011
No doubt about it, this classed as the “last weekend of the month”. No: no problems reported from the Carmarthen direction, well, other than a phone conversation about a minor fuel leak, but progress has not been without problems.