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.
Slightly fewer miles this week, so slightly less fatigued. Migraines temporarily averted. No need to go to Tunstead. Has it been a holiday? Naah..
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 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.
Oh dear, starting this a bit late tonight – been watching part 1 of that Strawbridge character trying to build a model railway all across Scotland.
Christmas is over and even the year is drawing to a close. We're not ones to take these annual events too seriously, but there is a bottle of Bucks Fizz somewhere downstairs that might be appropriate.
OK, so how many of you are going to sneak off during Christmas Day to read this blog, I wonder?
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.
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.