Today saw us start with what TV weatherpersons now call Rogue Showers,
known to us up north as torrential rain. After the torrential rain the
sun came out, rather to our surprise. Like yesterday, once this happened
passengers turned out to sample our cheerful little railway and, as was
the case yesterday, we once again exceeded the numbers for the
corresponding weekend last year, to our considerable satisfaction.
Both services were in operation, with steam to Ravenstor (and again
tomorrow), and the Met Cams to Idridgehay, beating their way through wet
weather, road cones, sheep, fallen trees and Eon's attempts to electrify
the line. Train crew will shortly be issued with helmets.
Meanwhile, in other news, yesterday the Conscripts were delegated to the
moving of a redundant electrical box to its new home, the moving of
brash and scrap wood to the potash creation area (fire) and the
collecting of general rubbish from around the yard, which comes with a
gentle but firm reminder: the reason our yard is tidy is because we
don't want to fall over things, colleagues new to our railway, possibly
from other railways where the concept "tidy" is, er, rather looser than
it is here, may wish to observe this more attentively.
Those of you familiar with these annals will have noted that the
headshunt drain project was completed recently, and consequently
Criminal Drains Plc have now moved onto the down shed drain, which is
being stoned up in the traditional manner, with a wheelbarrow.
All the best,