We've been moving locos again this week, and so lots of pictures to wade through even though I was in the wrong place and couldn't get any of our new ramp doing its thing. But let's not get ahead of things, let us return to a quarry in a county, far, far away....
14901 is still on holiday in Old Oak. It was supposed to be collected on Wednesday, but early on in the week it was apparent that Reids would have to reschedule so what was the last exhibit to arrive at the Open Day looks like being the last to depart.
If you thought last week's blog was a little 'flat' then maybe this week's will make up for it. Like I said before, you never know what's going to happen around here.
And here we are once again. It's been a bit of an odd week - not that any week follows any particular pattern here at the Briddon Country Pile, I'm scarcely a nine-til-five person – for quite apart from grandson being up here, there have been things going on, which I will share shortly, or at least as soon as they happen.
It's amazing, given the general untidiness and dust prevalent at the Geoffrey Briddon Building, how many brooms we have amassed. Here's a selection, and that isn't even all of them, nor those which have been burnt after I spotted woodworm in them. Quite why they have all found sanctuary here is something of a mystery, but here they are. I suppose it all adds to the quirkiness of our existence.
Not much philosophy to impart this week, except maybe one of my favourite quotes from Lord of the Rings, where Gaffer Gamgee says – It's the job as is never started that takes longest to finish. Wise words.
Seems like there's a lot to say this week. I sometimes ask myself have I gone into things in too much detail to the point of inducing boredom, or is it too brief for those who don't indulge in this locomotive lunacy to understand what is going on.
OK, fanfare,roll of drums. Seven years ago this evening I plucked up courage to write my first blog entry under the umbrella of Pete Waterman's Railnuts site.
No, not a hitherto unknown Col Stephens type railway but a selection of visitors that have passed through our doors this week.
Two weeks left to this blog's seventh anniversary. Should I buy myself a present to mark the occasion? Perhaps a minor face-lift (the blog, my face is dropped to far to be lifted by anything other than the HATRAMM's crane) would be appropriate.