Great Western

36 years ago today, I became Mrs W. And 307 days ago today, Mr W became Mr PicturePoems. This could explain why, as we set off in dull drizzle, for a cosy anniversary lunch-and-mooch-round in Exeter, and he suddenly spotted steam, he asked if I'd like him to pull in. He knows a good blip opportunity when he sees one, good man! So here it is, the Great Western going full-steam ahead (backwards) from Totnes to Buckfastleigh; at this point, alongside the River Dart.

PS You'll be pleased to hear No Chessmen were Hurt in the Creation of Yesterday's Blip - all lived, escaping with minor bruises only, ready to fight another day! ;-)