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PK, I accept this is probably just me but:

I get annoyed when Rails list a load of stuff I have to scroll through because it doesn't interest me.

I get even more annoyed when Jadlam list a load which interests me even less.

Today they've both done it at the same time. GRRRRR!!

There is optimism, and then there is this:

https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/175835445309?

1 hour ago, adb968008 said:

Can you see the NRM agreeing to this on Scotsmans tender?

It will mean a new tank, removing the corridor.

 

 

 

 

 

Nothing would surprise me with the NRM!

2 hours ago, Paul H Vigor said:

"We looked everywhere.

Looks like this page is missing. If you still need help, visit our help pages."

 

They looked everywhere!

Strange; the link on Darius' post works,

but the link on Paul's quote doesn't??

The base actually looks reasonably substantial,

if that can take most of the weight without

flexing too much it might be ok.

17 hours ago, SteveyDee68 said:

Just to close off the topic of the messages from the now infamous eBay seller Harry-Potter-777, I have not heard anything more from him.

 

Obviously must be past his bedtime.

 

That’s all for now, Folks!

Perhaps mummy took their laptop/tablet/phone away

because they were being naughty and throwing tantrums.

25 minutes ago, Wickham Green too said:

What's wrong with good ol' fashioned cotton wool stuck in the exhaust ??!? 🙃

Only looks anything like realistic on a kettle.

I suppose you could claim the diseasel

was being started from cold.

I didn't know there was a dcc re-railer:

https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/204400944306?

Ebay madness of a different sort:

I recently listed two Farish Prarie tanks, one, working, at £40, the other, a non-runner, for £10.

The working one didn't sell, the non-runner sold, for £32; only £8 less than the working one???

7 hours ago, Paul H Vigor said:

I'm picturing it! A Flying Scotsman Fairlie!

Would be very indicative of the FS owners 

Never seem to know which direction to go next.

6 hours ago, Enterprisingwestern said:

 

Of?

 

Mike.

Overpriced Junk???

Not sure if this comes under the heading of Stupidity, Chaos or??:

https://fb.watch/lEfKJUwTZ2/

Interesting that, in spite of the long queues no one tried to weave past the barriers.

Looking for possible sources for a loco to tender link for this early Poole Farish Hall Class No 1405.

It looks like it originally had a plastic link which pushed into a hole in the tender

and somehow connected to the metal link on the loco, but the plastic has snapped off.

Was going to try to cobble something together, but before I waste my time,

wondered if there is something off the shelf somewhere.

Thanks in advance.

19 hours ago, rodent279 said:

With regard to the sounds, surely the answer is to have a strategically positioned mic, and broadcast the loco sounds over the PA system?

Doesn't need to be loud, and could be restricted to certain vehicles only.

Strategically placed mic - in the smokebox???  :)

On 27/05/2023 at 02:59, The Johnster said:

Ok, time for some proper confessions, the naughty stuff, and some of it indulged in by The Johnster.  Well, it was the 70s, there was a lot of it about after the 60s...

 

I've referred before in this thread to the 23.05 Bristol TM-Cardiff Central dmu, one of my link jobs and invariably a 120.  I was working this train one night when a young lady engaged me in conversation on the platform at TM, P1, the little bay by the Panel Box, the stub of the last of the roads approaching the original Brunel Terminus, then a car park.  She was a buxom sort of lass (I've always liked 'em with a bit of meat on 'em), and seemed friendly enough, so when it came to departure time she climbed into the van with me.  Turned out she was feeling horny and had had a row with her Bristolian boyfriend, which meant he wasn't getting any that night but it looked very much as if I was...

 

I was.

 

We managed pretty well on the mailbags, though we both got a bit dusty, and I gave the right away (buzz buzz on the buzzer) at STJ with my trousers around my ankles and her mouth distracting me somewhat.  This was the start of a not very serious but fun and energetic relationship that lasted several months, ending when she and the Bristolian got back together. 

 

I managed a pull in what was a very impressive time (according to my driver and secondman) on the Aberthaw Cement once.  As we were returning from Aberthaw and approaching Barry VoG up Home, on to protect the junction which had been set for an up dmu off the Island, an attractive girl behind the railings up the embankment returned my wave and smile, so I was off the engine, up the bank like a rabbit, fixed a date for later that evening, and back on the loco just as the signal was pulled off; driver and secondman were quite impressed!  Met her on the Island later and we had a few drinks in the 'Merrie Friars' followed by a stroll on the beach.  It was a warm night, she was from Birmingham and on her holidays at Butlitz, and one thing led to another on the sand... 

 

One of my Valleys Link mates, whose I'll refer to by his initials, DS, in order to protect the guilty, was the sort of bloke who thought with his d*ck, and had a penchant for married middle-aged ladies, preferably reasonably well-to-do ones.  I never understood what they saw in him except as perhaps a bit of rough, but he picked them up, or at least arranged to meet them later, while he was working; we had some stations frequented by such ladies, such as Penarth, or Dinas Powys, or Radyr.  He was basically a serial sh*gger.  He used to get into all sorts of trouble with them, dropping them after a week or so for the next victim, and we'd constantly have to cover for him with jilted lovers and/or jealous husbands.  I made the mistake of swapping turns with him once, should have realised I was being sold a pup when he took on my turn, the 'first Treherbert', the least popular job in the link, for an evening Rhymney-Penarth double trip, the 'last Aber',  He was avoiding two different women at the same time, one from Llanishen and one from Penarth (how do you chat women up in the time it takes to get from Cardiff Central to Penarth?), who were not best pleased when I turned up instead of loverboy and with whom I had to contend with, and a rather scary husband at Ystrad Mynach who took some persuading that I was not the droids he was looking for!  I ran into DS again some twenty years later, by which time he was working as a coach driver.  Balding, overweight, but he was still 'at it', and pulled on that very coach trip.  Legend.

 

One xmas eve, 1976 or 7 because I was on the Valleys Passengers, I was working with one of my regular drivers, AL, initials again to protect the guilty (!) on the Bute Road-Coryton shuttle.  This involved a 75-minute lunchtime layover at Bute Road, and there had been office parties, so some of the female passengers were a bit lively, leading to AL misinterpreting the term 'layover' with one of them in the cab.  In fact he had some difficulty getting her off him when it came time to drive the train, and she was in love and demanding marriage by the time she got off at Whitchurch, I mean detrained at Whitchurch, she'd already 'got off' at Bute Road!  She was a regular, and when the turn came round again she gave us both a very snooty look, which I thought was a bit unfair; I hadn't done anything and I wasn't the one who'd been behaving like a bitch on heat!

 

Then there was the middle-aged couple at Newport High Street.  This was on the 00.35 Cardiff-Peterborough Parcels, 4E11, which we worked to Gloucester and then worked the reciprocal Peterborough-Cardiff back with the same engine, a Hymek.  We were booked to stop for 20 minutes or so at High Street to load parcels and mail, and these two wandered on to the platform from the footbridge, walked ahead of the train to a little alcove, the goods entrance to the Buffet, he dropped his trousers and underpants, she leaned back against the door, lifted her skirt and dropped her knicks, and they proceeded with a knee-trembler.  We had a grandstand view of proceedings from the loco, and they must have been aware of this but it seemed not to bother them.  When they'd finished, sorted out their clothes, and began to amble back towards the footbridge, my driver blew the horn at them in appreciation, and, to their not inconsiderable credit, they took a bow!  Now that, I thought, was class!

 

Newport, specifically the signal on the SWML down relief at Maindy Jc, was the location for an exhibitionist lady who lived in a flat with a window facing the railway on Chepstow Road.  If you were held at this signal, which was not uncommon as traffic from the Hereford road was sometimes given priority and parcels trains used the platform on that side of the station, she'd appear naked in the window and do a bit of bump'n'grind or .  Apparenty, one of the Ebbw Jc boys worked out the house number and called round; a bloke answered the door and that was pretty much the end of that...

 

 

Will this bit be i the book :)

On 21/06/2023 at 22:03, Bucoops said:

 

I'd like to see what "combing postage" means. Very curious.

Wrapped in tissue paper and couriered by Kazoo?

1 hour ago, John M Upton said:

Wants a hundred notes for delivery

and that's only an estimate!

4 hours ago, Sjcm said:

Hmmm, the wheel weights are facing different directions. Is that normal for DJM hunslets?☺

Is there anything normal about DJM???

On 24/12/2022 at 13:01, steve fay said:

For the West of England TPO circa 1960/63 

would all the Mk1 TPO stock be Royal Mail red or was some maroon with RM branding? 

Just found this post which is a question I was going to ask, particularly with reference to the siphons.

Seems it wasn't answered at the time; does anyone know the answer please

https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/125955652688?

Buy It Now!  Not at that price

9 hours ago, Bucoops said:

Presumably to make it universally understood you have to speak slowly and really loudly?

And use plenty of body language, (arm waving etc)

8 hours ago, Enterprisingwestern said:

 

Ah, you young uns! Back in the day there were no easily obtained overdrafts, credit cards, spare money trees etc, you bought what you wanted with the money you had in your pocket, and that meant having patience, unlike the current me, me, me and I want it now attitudes which seem to prevail.

 

Mike.

I remember my dad telling me how he bought a (hand) drill, (the ones with the gear wheel on the side that you caught you hand in if you weren't careful). in Woolworths (remember them)

At that time Woolworths were known as the 3d & 6d store, everything was threepence or sixpence.

(similar to today's pound shops). Because the drill cost a shilling, it was sold in two parts.

He bought one part on one visit, then when he'd saved up, went back and bought the other part

A bridge bash of a different kind:

https://www.plymouthherald.co.uk/news/plymouth-news/live-boat-crashes-royal-albert-8447359

Makes a change from lorries and buses I suppose

10 hours ago, woodenhead said:

A local McDonalds that opened in the past 12 months has a separate entry for the delivery drivers so they don't crowd the customer serving area.

In Plymouth Mcdonalds have a separate site just to handle delivery orders.

I remember getting caught with the unpredictable Dartmoor fog while walking part of that route.

Visibility at the start was fine, After I'd done a couple of miles the mist began to form,

and before long 'you could hardly see your hand in front of your face'.

Fortunately I was following the well defined bed of the tramway, 

so was able to find my way back to the starting point, 

but it was a bit eerie, to say the least.