Down at the Vale of Melbridge Light Railway, Fred Dibnah chews the fat with the driver of Number 6, Peveril.
Taking some photos of the garden railway, I snapped this one which, while useless for publication, has a nice bit of atmosphere. Imagine yourself on a sunny summers day (remember those ?) at a steam railway. You are sitting on the platform as the train sits there sizzling and producing that oh so wonderful aroma of hot steam oil and coal.