We popped down the station at 6 (if we had left later it would have been early, if earlier, late) to join the trainspotting throngs on the platform. It was raining so everyone was crowded under the canopy. Of course, the 1815 to Paignton came in on platform one, just as the steam engine rushed through. I failed to get even one shot with my dad's big, fat, DSLR Lumix, but M got a couple with the point and shoot Pentax
we bought in Spain two years ago.


Didnt even have time to see the damn thing as it went through. Anyway, I still feel that a little bit of it is mine.
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