My busy weekend  

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Hello.mrgreen

As I said yesterday I'd show you my pic's.cool


This is the gear house with all of it's equipment in it.surprised





This one I forgot to tell you about, it's a crane that is a train.smile










This one is one of the museum's many steam trains.smile









This one is one of their many diesel trains.smile











This is the bullet train I was talking about yesterday.smile








Here's the train that had a room inside the driving room that had another room inside that one.surprised









Heres a lovely old Blue Harris that sadly we couldn't go on it.sad









Heres one of Pa and I marching together at the march.







Heres one of me stuck to the train while it was moving.










Heres another one of me stuck to a train while it was moving.
(only joking, they weren't moving an inch when Dad and I took theses pic's.)





More again tomorrow!

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6 comments

A crane train? We had a ram tram once round here, for taking male sheep down to the market...and a puss bus that used to transport local cats down to the fish shop...I think we even had a goat boat once for ferrying goats backwards and forwards across the river, for no other reason than the goats seemed to enjoy it...but I've never seen a crane train before.

April 22, 2008 at 5:26 PM
Anonymous  

Nice pics FB. Is not what you call the gear house called a signal box? It is fascinating.

April 22, 2008 at 8:25 PM

There's a crane train on Thomas the Tank Engine, which is where I learnt everything I know about trains. I can't remember its name though.

April 23, 2008 at 1:33 PM
Anonymous  

Cool pics!klmiv

April 23, 2008 at 2:25 PM

ROFL. I can picture that.

Thanks Andrew.

Thats alright hiary, I haven't seen it for a couple of years which I'm sad about.

Thanks Oirishlad.

April 24, 2008 at 4:18 PM

How wonderful it is to march on ANZAC Day.
My grandfather never missed a single march from the first until he died.
He was in WW1 in France.
One year about 40 years ago, he was in hospital on ANZAC Day and I marched in place with his unit and wore all his medals, so I know how good it feels.
This is a very interesting blog.

April 25, 2008 at 7:14 PM

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