Trainspotting

G has been in nursery a lot lately, because I've been working most days. For the time being Friday is the only day of the week I've got at home with her, which makes quite a change from most of the last two-and-a-half years. In fact, it's become such an uncommon event, I was at a bit of a loss this afternoon as to what to do with her.

She seemed keen to go outside for a walk, so we ended up going to a nearby footbridge over the Leeds to Manchester railway, to wait for a train or two. G recognised the train tracks instantly, but seemed confused by the lack of any actual trains. I tried to entertain her by informing her that the building we could see in the distance was the old Saddleworth Station, closed in 1968 as part of the Beeching cuts, but perhaps unsurprisingly that didn't hold her attention.

Thankfully, it was about then that a train finally came into view. "Hello train!" G shouted, as it rattled towards us. Then "bye bye train!" as it disappeared in the other direction. She seemed perplexed that it didn't make a "choo choo" noise though. Perhaps I should update my sound effects next time we've got her train set out.