Right Place Right Time

In all the years of driving on this road l’ve never seen the steam train in the right place at the right time.
Until today!
I couldn’t go to ballet this morning but l’ve got a class on Thursday so l went with Mr P and his friends to Bolton Abbey to walk while they ran.
We met up for a coffee at the Cavendish and set of for home having to take an alternative route because of a road closure on our usual route.
As we drove along the A59 we saw the puff of smoke.
By pure chance there was a lay by which we quickly swung into and l jumped out and managed this in what seemed like a split second.
Couldn’t decide between two shots so l’ve put the other in extras.