Sunday Sulzer…

Sunday, traditionally a day of rest, perhaps reflection. Even on the railway of my childhood Sunday meant finding more on depot, more in stabling sidings, more to see, to witness, to enjoy…

Bachmann 24035 weathered and sat on an incomplete commission build layout.

The 24s were long gone by my train spotting youth - I was a child of the 80s and spotting at the start of the 90s. 31s, 37s and 47s with occasional deluxe sightings of 20s or 56s… or if at Crewe and endless procession of 86, 87 and 90s. On those occasional Sunday visits where I would ask my Dad to take me we’d see lines of stabled engines waiting for Monday morning.

And so in life, our working week traditionally falls Monday to Friday, even myself, self employed, follow the same pattern. Whilst Saturday may be filled with chores, I relish Sunday morning with the dog on the sofa. The house is quiet, I can dig into a good book or quietly contemplate things with a wonderful view out the picture window. Resting. Refuelled. Waiting for Monday morning.

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