Grandma's House.

A coal drag rumbles past Grandma's house on its way to drop off a car load at the coal dealers just out of shot. (O.L. King, Coal merchants - There's no fuel like an old fuel!)
Grandma's old dog, Rex, dozes on the porch while the fireside rug airs over the rail and the grandkids bikes are stashed up at the side of the house.
Model train guys often make up a "history" of their layouts perhaps partly for fun but also to provide a raison d'etre for the rails being there in the first place.
MaggieD is much better today and I even managed to get her into the car for a short run round this afternoon.
It's going to be a very chilly one tonight so I hope you are all hunkered down snugly and keeping the central heating on to prevent frost damage. Stay warm blippers all.