Earlier

It's getting dark.   

The brightness of the headlamp on TR No 7 Tom Rolt, tells it's own story.   427pm and as the last train of the day passes through the cutting between Pendre and Wharf it's almost dusk.   In a few weeks time the afternoon train will return in full darkness.  Good loads again today, the winter weekend service is a hit so far.

A quiet Sunday shared between my place and Jamie's.   More sofa laundry and some tidying.   Shifted a few barrowloads of pea gravel into both front and back gardens.   It's much cheaper by the tonne bag and I'll use it all, and more, eventually.  A long walk for Meg this afternoon - she barked at the train as usual.   Roast dinner chez Jamie.  Yummy :-)