It finally arrived, after more then a month of crossing off the days, we took C-bear to the Bluebell Railway and met up with my parents, brother and his wife. I was slightly worried that after so much excited anticipation the day wouldn't live up to C's expectations, but he's two and LOVES trains and grandparents, so the day didn't disappoint.
There were two trains running up and down the nine mile track. We rode the 'green' train first and got a compartment just for us - perfect to keep a toddler contained with freedom to wiggle off seats and push a toy train around. We rode to the end then came back to the middle station for a picnic lunch. This came to a sudden stop with torrential rain and a dash back to the platform for shelter. We then ride the 'blue' train back to the start, this one was v busy and slightly hellish as no seat for C to sit in, he refused to sit on my lap and look out the window, so spent a lot of time on Grandad and then passed to Granny and Auntie N.
Back at Sheffield Park station we watched another train taking on water and then looked in the engine shed, this had rows of engines carefully preserved, C-bear was in his element. There were some massive engines with wheels taller than me and C particularly liked finding a black and red engine just like his own toot toot, the little wooden train he takes everywhere. After tea and cake we left and drove round London to Buckinghamshire to stay the night at my brother's.
On Sunday we went for a walk around the village and dressed on his wet weather gear C splashed in every puddle he could find.
Eek, just found this post languishing in my drafts folder, I wrote it ages ago but forgot to press publish!
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| Credit - http://www.bluebell-railway.co.uk/ |
It finally arrived, after more then a month of crossing off the days, we took C-bear to the Bluebell Railway and met up with my parents, brother and his wife. I was slightly worried that after so much excited anticipation the day wouldn't live up to C's expectations, but he's two and LOVES trains and grandparents, so the day didn't disappoint.
There were two trains running up and down the nine mile track. We rode the 'green' train first and got a compartment just for us - perfect to keep a toddler contained with freedom to wiggle off seats and push a toy train around. We rode to the end then came back to the middle station for a picnic lunch. This came to a sudden stop with torrential rain and a dash back to the platform for shelter. We then ride the 'blue' train back to the start, this one was v busy and slightly hellish as no seat for C to sit in, he refused to sit on my lap and look out the window, so spent a lot of time on Grandad and then passed to Granny and Auntie N.
Back at Sheffield Park station we watched another train taking on water and then looked in the engine shed, this had rows of engines carefully preserved, C-bear was in his element. There were some massive engines with wheels taller than me and C particularly liked finding a black and red engine just like his own toot toot, the little wooden train he takes everywhere. After tea and cake we left and drove round London to Buckinghamshire to stay the night at my brother's.
On Sunday we went for a walk around the village and dressed on his wet weather gear C splashed in every puddle he could find.
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