Nearly half-way through 2017 and where has it all gone? I've started getting letters telling me that I need to make a decision about when and how I take my state pension, a point in life - retirement - that I have long concluded could never happen since Barclays Bank made 'an unfortunate mistake' in 2001 and forced Yorkshire Engine Co into Liquidation. But oh dear, some of their senior executives may be in legal trouble, it was announced this week. I must have a whip-round for them. Anyone got a whip?
As usual I like to start this blog with a thought-provoking commentary on an aspect of railways or our daily lives. But it's too hot.
So here we go with another mix of progress and folly.
Here we are again. A recent update in the template for this website system seems to have made the 'Latest Post' function disappear. Nothing to do with me, honest, but with hackers in the news of late, these updates are essential to staying one step ahead. Even if, on occasion, we don't know what step it is we are taking.
As you know, we are apt to acquire things from auctions. Not just e-bay, but “traditional” auctions where the bidding may be on-line but more often in person. But years of watching BBC's Bargain Hunt has taught us to know what it is you are bidding for, what it is worth and not get carried away with the moment.
A visitor asked on Saturday 'How many of these locos actually work?' and for once I could say, that one, that one, that one, that one, and that , that and that could be made to go with batteries and an hour or two's work... It is not that we have made any dramatic moves forward on the collection, but suddenly you realise just how much we have achieved - so far.
It's been a pleasant weekend here in delightful Derbyshire, the rain has stopped and today was positively spring-like. I shouldn't put a jinx on it though. Probably by Friday we'll have storm 'Egbert' or some such with snow hail and hurricane winds. As my old geography master used to say 'Britain doesn't have a climate, only weather – discuss'. Strange how if we then tried to discuss it between ourselves we were always told to be quiet.
Here we are in March. Time seems to have flown this year but maybe that's because of that filming work that occupied me during January. Don't worry, I shan't harp on about it much longer. There's too much going on -
The first week of September has seen us having to turn our temporary lights back on inside the shed by nine pm and mourn the passing of yet another summer. It doesn't seem that long ago that we were able to work outside as late as half-nine at night, but the nights are drawing in quite markedly, and the need to crack on with the proper electrical installation to get those ceiling LEDs not to mention the various sockets around the shed that will obviate a multiplicity of extension cables, is, well maybe not uppermost, but always in the back of my mind.
Apparently my opening remarks last week about the joys of being self-employed struck a chord with a few of you – not least one of my regulars who texted me in support of it before 7am Monday morning!