Well, Easter has come and gone and, if like me you took time off you no doubt are back to the grindstone by now. I spent several days away from the job visiting the East coast of England. I am sorry to say that in keeping with most Bank Holidays the weather was TRULY AWFUL. Is there anything sadder than a holiday resort out of season in bad weather. How sad it is to see the little children playing on a windswept beach in shorts, sandals and a thick winter coat, their legs looking like stilton cheese, Mum wrapped up as if experiencing a nuclear winter and Dad, trying to cheer everyone up by clowning near the sea in just his T shirt. i am pleased to say I spent most of the time in the local coffee shops as we moved from one promenade to another. During my time away from the job, the only train I saw was the one that gave pleasure rides up and down the sea front. I decided to pass up this opprtunity.
Until next time, keep riding the rails.
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