Issie took this photo of Max and I. The carriages were the old BR types with extra bouncy seats which were a lot of fun for our budding trampolinists.
At the other end of the line, a surprise was waiting. Wansford is, apparently, the home of Thomas the Tank Engine (and you thought it was the island of Sodor, didn't you? No? You don't watch enough kids TV then)
Thomas comes out for specials every now and again, but the next one is already booked up, so if you wanted to spend an hour in a train packed full of over excited five year olds in full Thomas paraphenalia, you've missed your chance. As you can tell, I'm gutted.
The train yard was a lot of fun, balancing on the rails, jumping from sleeper to sleeper, running up and down going 'whoo whoo, chu-chuff-chuff-chuff' and so on. Issie and Max enjoyed it too. In fact, when we moved on to the proper kids playground, they only stayed a few minutes and wanted to come back here.
One of the attractions is an old coach turned into a model railway exhibition. The kids were glued to this one for quite a while, watching the trains going up and down. Perhaps I should dig the old train set ut of the attic after all, although some of the characters operating and building the layout reminded me of why you're more likely to find me out sailing.....