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.
It's actually Monday as I get this loaded, sorry if you've been waiting up Sunday night – hope it's worth the delay!
The 'hit count' on this blog has been well up for the last couple of weeks – I gather it has had plugs on NatPres and something called Facebook (I'm not one for social media, but then a decade ago I'd never have thought of doing a weekly blog) so firstly a welcome to all new readers and I hope you'll hang around. It can get lonely here on my own.
It has been busy this week for most of the wrong reasons.
After all those pretty pictures last week, a bit of a dearth this week. Never mind, I'll try to make up for it with some pithy prose.
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...
Well, it looks like a mixed bag this week. Something for everyone, maybe. After all, I did promise you a wide-ranging instalment when I signed off last Sunday.