On Saturday morning, at approximately 10.40, The Flying Scotsman made a jubilant return to “our” bridge ……….
It was almost too romantic ……..
…….. and emotional for words ……….
If Darrell had had a white petticoat, I swear he’d have ripped it up to use as a flag to wave to all the people who were enthusiastically waving down at him…….
He was fair got carried away by the occasion ……. I’m sure he wiped away a tear or two as it went past, but I tactfully pretended not to notice.
What is he like?
2 comments:
Excellent! How did you know that it was about to pass? Was it in the local press? Or did Hugh have a contact?
It wasn't exactly flying, although it was pulling a fair few carriages. I hope that they don't decide to re-name it "The Scotsman."
The Railway Children came to mind, as you, no doubt expected.
Oh how very, exciting!!! JantheFan x
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