A few years ago we went on a train trip at Cheddleton in Staffordshire from Cheddleton Station to Froghall Wharf along the Churnet Valley line (a preserved narrow gauge railway.
At the Cheddleton end of the line were vintage second world war cars and vehicles and people dressed in vintage clothes. Then at the other end? A Dalek from the Sci fi show Dr Who, plus a tardis and other memorabilia. To see a remote control Dalek trundling up and down the station platform made me so happy. I’ve pretty much watched the show since the 1960s. Its a pleasure to have watched it and I’m loving the new female Dr Who, Jodie Whittaker.
We went to Cheddleton today, a little village in the Staffordshire moorlands near to Leek. Cheddleton Station is part of a preserved railway called the Churnet Valley line. It runs from Leek brook junction, through Cheddleton and on through various tiny stations to Froghall.
The railway society run several special days throughout the year and this weekend was world war 2 themed. A singer was singing old 30s and 40s songs. She was dressed in a uniform with badges saying ENSA on them which was the group that used to entertain the troops .
I had forgotten my phone so ended up doing some drawings on a sheet of A4 paper folded into quarters. I only had an old black felt pen with me but that helped with the shading. I was able to draw one of the trains standing in the station (about 10 minute sketch) and one if the singer (15 minute sketch) . As I drew the pictures I joked that I might have been arrested as a possible spy during the war. After all who would want to draw train and railway details ? It is odd how paranoid the world seems to be these days and how simple activities can make you think about things. I wish I had taken some photos to show the reality of the place, with the trains and the classic cars that were there. There was also a large gun like a howitzer being carried on one of the trains.
We went for lunch at the School house tea rooms at Cheddleton and had a lovely meal. It was a good afternoon out.
“That thing on the corner”
‘What thing on the corner! Where abouts?’
“On the corner , you know…”
“The spiky thing”
‘On the corner?”
“By the willow”
“On the corner”
‘Oh hell…..what are you going on about?!’
‘But I don’t, that’s why I’m asking’
“Its spiky, got yellow and orange berries”
‘What are you doing? ‘
Noises in the kitchen……..
‘Hello? Whats happening?’
“Just mending my steam engine!”
Is it like this in your house? It is in mine.
When I got up this morning my husband had run a G gauge railway track across my new counters and cooker and was merrily sending a battery driven train backwards and forwards along it “to see if it works”. That combined with a bike in the bathroom because he had one stolen this week made me feel slightly annoyed. ..
I’m not very annoyed,
Not very angry,
Only slightly annoyed.
I’m not fuming, or hating,
Not loosing my temper,
Just a bit annoyed.
I understand his whims,
His eccentric dreams,
Just slightly annoyed….
Because he doesn’t ask, he assumes,
Because he does what he likes,
I’m slightly annoyed.
So he will move the track and train,
And I will not be annoyed,
Well that’s a strange little poem… the kitchen isn’t my territory, we do share it. But I want it to stay nice. Is that so wrong?
My friend asked me to illustrate a few cards for her because she wanted to give them to some friends who have helped her out.
I took photos of various objects in her house, then used washes of acrylic paint and black marker pen to finish them off. I also used a photo of a train in a book as she had specifically asked for a locomotive.
The results are quite sketchy and free, I hope she likes them…