Trains

Howard Road children are enjoying the fruits of Mrs W’s recent ebay activities. She went a bit mad bidding on dinosaurs and trains so we have lots of both now. Apparently, all of the trains at Howard Road had disappeared – down a siding? driven off by the fat controller? or more likely slipped into a pocket by Thomas the Tank Engine fans. Is it sexist to observe that these are predominantly boys?  I think we need to frisk them on the way out! or maybe install one of those detectors you have to walk through at airports.

Maybe we could have red and green channels for children to walk through – oh dear, I’m off on another of those lateral thinking exercises again.

Anyway, we all had the trains out yesterday afternoon. There was a wounded dinosaur on the track – J took it to hospital, E decided to break up the track, S became chief engineer demonstrating how to erect the new bridge, our trains launched off into space then explored the sea bed. Somehow, they ended up on my head, with one in my ear. We went for a world record number of carriages joined together – thankfully distracting everyone way from my head & ears!