The BAG Volunteers continue to work away, and more of this another time.
I spent much of my time closeted in Lamp Hut No.1, drilling and bolting together some wayward panels of rusty corrugated tin. As I skinned my knuckles for the umpteenth time I wondered why on earth I was sitting on uncomfortable ballast, in semi darkness, trying breath life back into an old tin shed that should have been scrapped years ago. After all, didn't I have one hundred and one things I should be doing at home? My wife says so. As the Board have an away day and return having "unanimously" decide to reinvent themselves and the Railway's business operation, how is the dedicated, hard working volunteer going to fair in all this? The Board's preoccupation with the dire financial consequences of the slips has served to isolate them further from the very body of people who "own" the Railway and will see it through to success in the future - the Volunteers. (with due respect to the Shareholders who are often one of the same!) So as the afternoon wears on my thoughts seem to get gloomier, and then the ray of light - a volunteer chum comes along and offers to help me tidy up the tools, and roll in the cable that I have strewn around. I then realise why I am here - it's the camaraderie, the common sense of purpose and the certain knowledge that the determination of the volunteer's "can do" ethic will win through and deliver a successful outcome to our venture.