At the railway both days this weekend, Saturday for engineering work and Sunday for services.
Saturday was enjoyable I took the laptop with me and got more work done than if I had been at home. It was not too cold either which was a bonus.
Then it all happened, S&T had just finished for the day and we were all standing at the door of the station admiring a storm in the distance complete with some lovely flashes of lightening. Then somebody tempted fate and uttered the immortal words “We will be OK it will pass to the north, nowhere near us.”
We locked the station just as some small drops of rain started to fall, then as I walked to Keith’s car as he was kindly giving me a lift as normal which I very much appreciate the heavens opened with the mother of all storms, the hail was painful as it hit my head, the sky was black, and I was half way between the station and the car. I got soaked, my head had a gloss finish, the car park and footpaths were white with the sheer amount of hail that had and was continuing to fall.
As Keith and I opened the front doors of his car the hail went straight through. As I say I have never seen anything like it before, it was horrible to be out in but would have been great to watch and photograph from somewhere in the dry. Looking on the bright side I know my backpack keeps my laptop dry now!!!
Sunday was wet almost all day, we had constant rain all day from just as we got to the station until just before we left. Again we ran the Swedish railcar and it was nice to see it was over half full on all it’s runs, of course if we had been running a normal service with six coaches we would have commented on how empty it was. But people were smiling and waving, I would like to think it was because they were enjoying themselves, but I suspect it was due to the fact we were out in the wet and they were in the dry!!
The score for the station was four tickets and two cups of tea, but that was to be expected, I knew it would not be a record breaking day, but it was enjoyable. Sue my wife was with me and she comendeered what Rosemary has christened “The Peter Heater” and for once did not moan it was cold all day, that must be some sort of record.
So there you have it a fun filled weekend with more water than you could catch in a bucket. Next week a normal steam service on the Sunday and Jason is with me. I must get my earplugs serviced sometime in the week.