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.
OK, first off, those of you who are looking for lots of pickies this week are going to be disappointed – for whatever reason the camera has had a quiet week.
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.
I like to start the blog with a few pithy phrases that give an air of detached insightfulness. Unfortunately I can't think of any.
I decided to give Mr Strawbridge's antics a miss tonight. As a friend commented, he'd watched it last week but with gritted teeth. I knew exactly what he meant and I have no wish to return prematurely to my dentist.
I'm looking forward to getting back to 'loco work' next year, but for the moment it has been more effort at getting things organised to achieve it.
They said last week's was a little disappointing - wha'd'they want? Blud?
It's been a quiet week here at the Briddon Country Pile. Well from the loco point of view anyway.
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.