We seem to be developing a bit of a rails theme at the moment, after our days excitement on the tram we decided on something a little more bucolic and the next day set off for Sheffield Park, home of the Bluebell Railway, taking father along for the ride. We eventually arrived after our wondrous sat. nav. had taken us in circles around Sussex, a pox on all technology.
We're now at daughter Natalie's in Plymouth and today were left in charge of grandson Elliot, aged nearly three. Guess what, it was off to the South Devon Railway, being G.W.R. it is not a patch on the Bluebell but we made do.
Actually he was a lot less trouble than father.
Back at daughter's I discovered that she has a home hub, hence the plethora of pictures, pure self indulgence.
Watch this space.................