A day of intermittent and torrential downpours in which we pottered around with a few hardy visitors. It was rather the calm after the storm though, given yesterday's high excitement, and the calm mainly involved an awful lot of tidying up, so much so that our wheelie bins proved
hardly adequate to the task.
Down the yard, the DMU team painted the ceiling of 50253 again and carried out some work on the vents. The class 31 received further attention to its brake cylinders.
The passenger department attempted to recover its far-flung furniture
and eventually grew a little weary of picking up bits of red ribbon and burst balloons, not to mention finding strange notices and stress balls, which had been given out in their hundreds yesterday and were a source of stress today, being often lodged in random and remote tight spots beyond the reach of the tweakers. No doubt these will in due course prove a source of entertainment for the station cat, Spank. The platform and quad area are more or less back to normal but the two low-flying gazebos have been reduced to one, the other having had an argument with the shop roof, which it lost.
All the best,