Santa's Sleigh Has a Flat Battery

You may recollect that when it arrived at Toddington, 2874 was pretty much an unloved rust bucket.  Since the formation of the 2874 Trust, a significant amount of money has been raised by donations, permitting the grit blasting and priming of the frames.  When I arrived on Saturday 23rd, the grit blasting and rust inhibiting primer had all been done, the next task on the list was to apply black undercoat.  The technique that seemed to work best, was for Tracy to work her way round the frames using a roller to apply the undercoat, then a small team to follow on round with paint brushes to finish the bits that the roller couldn't do.

2874's frames, freshly grit blasted (photo courtesy of Keith Smith)

Starting to be coated in heat resistant primer (photo courtesy of Keith Smith

Tracy gets cracking on applying the undercoat with the a roller...

...Dave & Mike following on behind with the paint brushes

 We also made a bit of a start in undercoating the wheels as well.  I had made some considerable progress on the pony truck wheel set before remembering that the funds raised thus far also covered the cost of getting the wheels re-tyred and so painting the tyres was rather pointless as they are soon to be replaced.

I'd already done the other side, and very nearly finished this side

 The funds raised will also cover the cost of getting the axle boxes re-white metalled, so in a fairly short space of time, 2874 should be a rolling chassis, a major milestone in its restoration back to running order.

2874... off to a good start.

4270 of course has long since been returned to steam from Barry Island scrap yard condition.  The task now is regular maintenance to keep her in perfect working order.  To that end, the valves had recently received some TLC.

Refurbished valves re-installed.

I'm not sure exactly what was going on here, I can only imagine that Phil was trying to reach some largely inaccessible part of 4270, he couldn't have fallen asleep on the job... could he?

Phil at work (photo courtesy of Steve Foster)

After the hydraulic test of a week or two ago, 35006 needed some bolting back together to prepare her for a steam test.  Bob had the job of getting the dome back in place.

Bob preparing 35006 for a steam test

Meanwhile in the workshop, Tony & Devindra were busy machining a selection of clack valves for 3850 & 2807.

Clack valves for machining

 Their in-tray featured some cylinder drain cocks for 76077 as well

I think they're cylinder drain cocks anyway.

Rod was busy leading a consignment of fusible plugs for our locos

Rod at work...

...Two done, plenty more to go.

 Sunday 24th November was the official start of the Santa season, with the charity special.  As usual the loco was provided by its owning group for the day free of charge, this time round it was Dinmore Manor that was to haul the train.

Dinmore Manor with a warming fire in, the day before the charity Santa special

During the week, I received a selection of photos from my mid-week correspondent, who amongst other things passed on more photos of the as yet unnamed welfare building, which was having the roof joists installed on Wednesday. Prior to that, I received a few photos from Keith who was inside the welfare building checking that the builders have built it all to the specified dimensions.  

The view towards the yard (photo courtesy of Keith Smith)

Upstairs interior (photo courtesy of Keith Smith)

The view of the signal box from the welfare building (photo courtesy of Keith Smith)

 Then a week later, as the roof joists were being installed:

Crane in action (photo courtesy of Peter Gutteridge)

Dropping in the roof support (photo courtesy of Peter Gutteridge)

As you can see, there will be quite a sizable attic up there, more than one miscreant in the steam loco dept is dreaming of how big a model railway you could fit up there.  You might argue why bother though, when you have a perfectly good 12" to the foot scale railway literally right next door. 

I had a firing turn on Sunday 1st, and as I had been at Toddington for a couple of meetings on the Saturday I elected to stay overnight in one of the accommodation pods. There are precious few benefits to writing this blog, but keeping photos of me off of it and suppressing any embarrassing tales about myself are definitely high on that list.  At this point, I shall probably ill-advisedly forego one of those benefits.  My firing turn nominally started at 05:15 however given a time on train of 08:45 and that my turn finished soon after midday, I took the view that I might want to start a little earlier.  At 04:30 (yes, there really is such a time), my alarm went off.  Ten minutes later, I went to the bathroom and noted that the hot tap had failed to switch itself off and was dribbling.  It wasn't a conventional tap, but some wall mounted water heater with a plastic dial thing to turn the water on and off. A notice in the pod suggested that holding it in the off position for a couple of seconds should cure the problem if it failed to shut properly.  It didn't.  I pushed it shut a little more firmly and held it in place for what seemed like a week, but was in all probability about ten seconds.  Still no joy, it promptly fell open again.  This process repeated a few more times all to no avail, until on the last time, the dial thing snapped off and suddenly I was being drenched with mains pressure cold water (on a morning when the outside temperature was scarcely above freezing). If I'd been a little drowsy before, I was certainly wide awake now.  So there I was, with my finger in the end of the pipe inside the heater trying desperately to stem the flow of water.  Mercifully, Mrs Blogger was in the pod with me and she set off to locate the stop cock... in the dark and without the benefit of a torch.  After a few fruitless minutes she returned and we decided to swap places in order for me to have a search for the stop cock.  Before I set off, Mrs Blogger suggested that I call Paul, one of our admin assistants (as well as a steam driver) who might well know where the stop cocks were to be found.  It was Paul's wife who answered the phone first at that ungodly hour (my apologies to her), but thankfully when I spoke to him, Paul did know where the stop cock was located and a few minutes later I had found it and stemmed the flow of water.  Leaving Mrs Blogger to mop up the mess, I squelched my way across the yard to my car and put my dry overalls on top of my soaking wet clothes and got on with lighting up 2807 at about the time I was originally supposed to have done. Suffice it to say, all went well thereafter, but having wet socks on inside your boots on a freezing cold morning is a pretty miserable experience.

One of the things that I had spotted whilst crossing the car park first thing was a car had been left overnight with its lights on.  I discovered later that the car belonged to Stu, known best to me as one of the stalwarts of the 2807 group, but on this occasion he was rostered to put on a red costume and a white beard and distribute presents at Winchcombe The North Pole.  Needless to say, his battery was flat.  In the end, he cadged a lift with Mrs Blogger to his rendezvous with the excited children that I was by then busy fetching to see him.  He wouldn't have had this problem if he hadn't pensioned Rudolph off!

I had been feeling a bit bad about the water heater in the pod, however Mrs Blogger informed me later that when the plumber turned up, he said that it was the third one to have failed like this in a fairly short space of time. 

Mrs Blogger had had quite an eventful morning as she had also helped me empty the ash pan on 2807 and fetched several extremely welcome cups of tea as well, not to mention ferrying Santa to the North Pole and dealing with a pod full of water. 

The split shift system to make the crews stay within hours meant that my turn as crew 1 involved taking 2807 down to Cheltenham Race Course, collecting our passengers and taking them to see Santa.  In previous years, you would have simply got on with cooking bacon and sausages on your fire for an hour or so before taking them back, however on this timetable, we swapped locos with crew 2 who were by then waiting on platform 2 and then took 9466 back down to Cheltenham Race Course to pick up the next load of passengers. 

2807, decked out for the Santa specials

 The more observant of you will have spotted that 2807 is wearing express headlamps.  I had forgotten that this was an empty coaching stock move and put up the wrong code.  You just can't get the staff!

Not much view ahead with the drain cocks open

It was quite a pleasant day in the end

 And that was that, my last turn on 2807 before she goes out of traffic on Jan 1st for her heavy general overhaul.  I will definitely miss the old girl, she is a joy to fire.  I have it on good authority that they plan to have her back in  traffic after a couple of years... I can't wait.

My last turn on 2807 for a while, and also my first on 9466.

A better view ahead than is offered by most of our locos

Never pass a water column on a tankie... Mark does the honours

 At last, we had 40 minutes to ourselves at Cheltenham Race Course... time to get the bacon on the shovel:

It's what the shovel is for!

Clive (L) and Mark enjoying a well earned, but rather late breakfast

 It amused a number of our passengers to discover that on occasion, we really do cook on the shovel. 

No trouble getting 9466 to make steam

Crossing 2807 at Gotherington

 In no time at all, we had a second train load of excited children safely delivered to Santa's grotto

Somewhere in there, Santa was wondering how to get his car battery charged again

 All that remained now was to head light engine back to Toddington and hand 9466 over to its afternoon crew.  I got back to the mess coach to find that Mrs Blogger was waiting with a nice cup of tea for me... she is wonderful!

Steve doing the honours at Toddington

And finally, one of the bonuses of getting up close & personal with steam locos is that you notice that many of the parts are stamped with the loco's number.  Not infrequently, owing to standardisation of components, especially amongst ex-GWR locos, you find that parts have been transferred from their original loco to another one.  This was the case when I was painting 2874's frames and noticed that the reverser shaft was stamped with something other than 2874, in fact it was 6025.  6025 turns out to have been (for it is long since scrapped), King Henry III.  Reverser shafts don't particularly wear much, so I'm a little surprised that it ever needed to be changed during the running life of the loco.  How, when & why this happened will probably remain a mystery.  What happened to 2874's original reverser shaft will also probably remain a mystery.  Regardless, it appears that 2874, a humble freight loco has a little bit of royal blood in its veins.

6025, King Henry III