A trip to the world’s biggest train museum.

When I was a kid many centuries ago I wanted to be one of FIVE things when I grew up.

Astronomer

Mountaineer

Professional Football Goalkeeper

Cricketer for Yorkshire

Train Driver

IT NEVER HAPPENED…

Actually never happened for clear reasons

– grew up in a town surrounded by heavy industry so never really saw a star in years…

– scared of heights with the balance of a three legged drunk giraffe…

– 5ft10 ain’t tall enough…

– basically crap at cricket…

– couldn’t ride a bike so assumed a big old train would be way beyond me…

No one ever asked me if I had any dreams , any hopes. Not once was I asked that at school. So my dreams faded. Never really had any more dreams to follow after that and looking back that makes me kinda sad. I was just expected to follow the path chosen for me and my fellow classmates.

Now Hawklad thinks I’m barking mad as I keep going on and on about him following his dreams. Him dreaming big.

And as the festive season approaches I might just buy myself a train set and do just a bit of that dreaming for myself.