Ruth is visiting her Grandchildren and I am pootling as usual. A few flowers are still hanging on and the Winter Jasmine is coming into its own. We didn’t get round to picking the apples on the slippery hillside tree, so we are getting near the end of this year’s store.
We had a few visitors late on today.
There is tons of work going on in the former shunting yard below. It seems they are putting new rails in, perhaps as part of the upcoming electrification of the line and also to provide a storage area and workshop for rolling stock.
