Not an Intercity 125

Another peaceful night though fairly early start to the morning.
After the school walk I took the other 2 to the Post Office with some returned parcels and decided to go a different way. We went down to the railway - strict instructions from the 3 yr old not to cross the line - and were rewarded with a train. He was pleased to see one and got very annoyed when I said it wasn't an Intercity 125!
He then got a bit upset when we went down a street he didn't know where they are building some rather bleak looking housing (shades of grey with grey paving outside) but was happy again when we got back on familiar territory and a brief return visit to the playpark.
We were released at about 3pm, shopped on the way home and then up to church for a ferllowship meal and the cooking thereof.