Ian heats up a rivet... |
...the rivet is inserted into the roof truss... |
...and given some therapy with a press. |
I was recently reminded of just what a debt the cleaners/firemen owe to Roger B. In the now seemingly distant days when I started as a cleaner, once the loco(s) had disappeared off shed, your next task for the day was to break up a bunch of wooden pallets so that the next day's fireman would have some suitable materials to hand for lighting up his (or in Tina's case, her) loco. I haven't found myself having to do that for quite some time, and reason is that on every Wednesday (and sadly as a consequence usually unseen by your blogger who still suffers from having a day job) Roger and his merry band of helpers set about converting pallets into firewood. The next three photos courtesy of Chris Blake:
A stack of fresh pallets beside the wood store... |
...Roger setting to work on them... |
...result, one well stocked wood store. |
A confession... on Saturday morning, I arrived at the railway bright and early and noticed as I extracted "my" gloves from the boot of the car that they had "Tim P" written inside. It seems that I had inadvertently pilfered Tim's gloves. Sorry Tim. Catch me on Saturday and I'll reunite you with them.
Oops! |
Dinmore Manor is in there somewhere |
Where's the tinsel? |
There again, from some angles you really couldn't tell |
The refurbished reverser... |
...John fitting it... |
...Chris fitting the cladding. |
Lovely job. |
Eleanor is in there somewhere with the pressure washer |
Angela (new starter) needle gunning inside 3850's boiler |
Not to be outdone, Roger started needle gunning 2874's boiler |
Looks easy doesn't it. |
Injector header securely clamped in place on 2807's boiler. |
Rather obsti |
Abandon hope, all ye who enter here! |
Angela cleans up the stud's thread. |
Locked nuts in place, but still no joy |
DIY brick arch kit... in jigsaw puzzle form, but without a helpful picture. |
Looking for a corner piece. |
Compensating beam exposed, but the pin still in situ |
Bruce (hiding on the left), Gilbert in hi-viz on the right |
Roger, the man behind the 2807 blog |
The pin, finally removed. |
John stripping the left hand cylinder drain cocks |
You can't stop it now... there again, you can't make it go either |
The start of the tunnel |
Neal is the head of the escape committee |
Yes. I am an avid reader of the Broadway blog, and all the others as well. I see what you mean about the threads on 2874's injector valve. Much elbow grease and heat methinks! The drainage hole looked very much like a new home for mousey from Hales Abbey's mess room! Regards, Paul.
ReplyDeleteMousey from Hayles Halt and his (or perhaps her) friends are one by one being evicted to the great mousehole in the sky, where there is a surfeit of tasty cheese and ferocious cats are banned. It is generally considered that Mousey will be much better off there than in a drainage hole in Toddington. Should you wish to intervene, humanely catch Mousey & friends and take them off to Mousehole in Cornwall as an alternative, then you would be most welcome.
DeleteNigel Hawkins and I never dug down that far when we put the concrete floor in the Goods shed all those years ago.
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