Really, is there anything more jolly on a spring afternoon than taking yourself off to an industrial museum and having a ride on a little tiny steam train?? Really??
Well, I tell you there is not, particularly when it is coupled with lots of friends, a picnic, face painting, a spot of singing, and plenty of sunshine. 
Would you just look at that!
Anyway, a very merry time was had by all (even if it was followed by a cinder-in-the-eye trip to the minor injuries unit). I'm sure there was something more significant I was going to say today, but I've entirely forgotten it in the excitement of re-living the memories of the weekend.
Long live industrial heritage museums, I say, especially those hidden in tiny little valleys, that sell shortbread in the shape of steam trains, and invite you to sing in their forge.
Looks like great fun, although I think we should have had a picture of your eye so we can see the dangers of enjoying yourself too much!! x
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