Day 3: More labouring...

It's been such an enjoyable and rewarding weekend in Chester that it's sad to see it end, I long for the day that going home doesn't mean dismantling the railway. It's funny, because it's so intrinsically linked to my last memories of Dad, somehow taking it all apart upsets me quite deeply.

So today I finished the initial labouring by lifting the rest of the flags, after I'd lifted and cleared away the track. I'm back next weekend on my own to build the wall, then it's filling in with soil and levelling, laying track and wahey we'll be up and running. Track down by Dad's birthday on the 25th June seems achievable. I can't wait...