Tuesday, 1 October 2013

Lincoln 66

A couple of gigs in the Lincoln area over the weekend gave me a few hours to waste in the city centre. What is always apparent to me living as I do in the south east corner, is that all the interesting stuff happens elsewhere. The line into the station crosses two main roads, and without standing there for hours with wearing shorts and drinking Tizer there were three Class 66 light engine runs and three freights. If this happened down here, there would be queues of dirty raincoats and cameras visible for miles.

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