Saturday, 20 February 2010

Oh the fun of it.

Listening to giggles in the back, we followed the sunshine and drove deep in to the country, passing England’s finest hedgerows and frosty fields to the Bluebell railway. One thing I know for sure, is that today I became a train spotter.

I never thought it would be so much fun! The rhythmic pull of the carriage, the bellowing clouds of steam, the rise of noise, the bounce of the seats, the pace of the country whizzing past, the rasp of the whistle, the screams in a dark tunnel, the laughter, the click of the camera. This day will stay with me forever.

All I need now is a platform, a time table and a woolly hat.