Hark! What is that rumbling outside the museum? I wandered
out onto the platform yesterday morning to check that it wasn’t the usual Class
08 on stock shunting duties. That tells you all you need to know about my aural
skills when it comes to diesel locomotive recognition.
She put in a bit of a throaty roar when she moved off, even
on one engine. It reminded me of a day at the buffer stops at Leeds Central
when one let rip, sending twin plumes of blue smoke skywards with a thunderous
bellow that ricocheted back off the overall roof.
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