Although several stalwarts were away on grandchildren duty, a respectable gang of 10 spread out across the site today, and got busy with several activities.
The day started a bit grim, with a steady drizzle and a northerly wind making things just that little bit unpleasant up on the box. John S and your blogger decided that the lee face of the box would be the warmest place to address, so we sheltered on the south side of the roof and cut insulation boards to size.
After a while Peter K dropped in and we quickly made use of him as a painter:
Peter didn't stay long. He had a funeral to go to - we commiserated, but it turned out that he was only there to ring the bells. Bit of a campanologist mafia, up there on the box - John S is a ringer too, and even yours truly had a go at the sally in his teenage years.
Today Rod and Ron carried on with the catch pits. What a lot of work that has been. Filled in, wrecked by diggers, trees growing up out of them, even completely buried. But we are dealing with them one by one. Andy P brought round a large supply of new ring segments, and with these the pits were reconstructed and also raised, so that they no longer self fill with ballast and other stuff that gets pushed around the site. Although some are reputed to be blocked, it did appear to yours truly that the water was flowing between at least a number of them, which is very satisfying.
At the end of the day, Ron has back filled his hole, and ponders how far the railway will go - will we get to Honeybourne? Stratford perhaps?
Work also proceeded on the footbridge towers. Here are Jim and Roger with a set of large spanners, taking out the old bolts that hold the hoops on. The plan is to save the hoops, but have the very moth eaten and gas axed towers replaced by new.
Meetings are being held with shot blasters and fabricators to get good quotes for the repair work.
We are still waiting for the steps to arrive.
Making good use of the shelter over the centre span is Robin. Here we see him painting the new covers for the centre drain catch pits. Mike has manufactured these. The 'old' ones - only about 2 years old in fact - have been repeatedly run over by visiting vehicles, and recently twice in the same week! Culprits were the lorry and trailer delivering the blocks for the new station building, and then again by the van servicing our portaloo - the normal driver, who knows us well, being on holiday. Now the replacement driver knows us too....
Happy Easter to all our readers - hope you find a big Easter egg at the bottom of your bed tomorrow morning :-)