Monochrome Monday  A blustery stormy day in the early 1960s as a BR Std Class 3 tanks departs Combwich with the 10.05 Combwich to Templecom...

Saturday morning on Combwich shed, as ‘248 simmers next to the water tower. Over by the signalbox, linesmen Monty and Don are having a discu...

 Today we have an photo from my time machine as 4472 ‘The Flying Scotsman’, on The Blackmore Vale Express aka The Sherborne Lunch Express, t...

Tap to enlarge  Occasionally at the colliery, under the watchful eye of Barry Bullhead from the Ministry of Misery, failed optician Pointy P...

Click to zoom in  Waving Wednesday  It’s Wednesday morning at Catcott, as the morning pick up goods collects an empty mineral wagon from the...

It’s ‘Front Ends Friday’, for we have not one, but two front ends! It would appear that Shrewsbury engine shed’s ’Coal Tank’ is on the wande...

It’s a cold blustery morning at Fountain Colliery with showers of snow, hail and sleet making the morning shift a little unpleasant for thos...

Monday morning, and there’s a problem with the point which takes the line up in to the colliery on the right. Mouldy Malc, Hyperactive Hans ...

 Far Out Friday (man)  Over there in the distance, as usual the local bus service is late, and is unable to be the other side of the crossin...

 Foggy Thursday Boatman Bruce Bottlenose careful eases his fully loaded narrowboat away from the wharf with a fresh load of coal. The load h...

Where’s All the Colour Gone Wednesday….. The morning goods trundles through Catcott Crossing with a brake van immediately behind the engine....

Tuesday Twaddle  It’s 2049 and everything is driverless. Even the passengers are passengerless because nobody will have the need or allowed ...

Barry Bullhead, the hard nosed utterly charmless man from The Ministry of Misery doesn’t have any true friends. That’s him standing by the c...

Back in the olden days, fans of railways on the brink of closure copied The Titfield Thunderbolt film to save their line, but soon discovere...

Lit by un unusually bright waxing gibbous, here we are around ‘closing time’ at The Royal Oak. Being the last Saturday night before Christma...

The 22nd of December in the land of the inch high, and there’s been a light dusting of snow overnight, the miniature media reporting it as a...

It’s the winter solstice at Polbrook Gurney Colliery, though this year it’s actually 3.27am tomorrow in the UK, but we won’t let that spoil ...

From the warmth of his cab, Peter Peckett gazes over at Milky Malcolm’s delivery van which appears to be stranded on the crossing after stal...

Saturday morning on the wharf at Combwich and it’s the first day of the new tourist passenger service on the narrow gauge line which is usua...

In Little England, much like the full sized one, they’re obsessed with camera surveillance and enforcement, mostly as a means of making mone...

 A murky November morning at the colliery. High-Vis Harold and Harry the Hammer are investigating a wagon with seized wheels which is stradd...

On Mondays (and all other days as well), Driver Double Denim Dancing Dando, known to his pals as ‘DDDDD’ loves to have a shimmy. And being M...

Hubert the conversational Latin speaking shunting horse is normally a placid soul. But today he’s more than a little upset due to the dockla...

In the flatlands of northeast Cambridgeshire at Windmill sidings there’s been a bit of snow overnight. Part time Morris dancers, Cyril and E...