Monochrome Monday. Down on the wharf, ‘Rusty’ the Ruston Bucyrus crane can think of nothing better than playing tricks on the sleepy small engines by sneaking up behind them and lifting them in to the air briefly. But surely Peter the Peckett would hear the rumbling you ask? But since when have engines had ears? I don’t think even Thomas the smug do-gooder tank engine has ears. Those readers here with locomotive faces as their profile avatar please advise 🤡
