The friendly person in charge of paint agreed to send up a tin on the next train.
I waited for our delivery at the platform and the train came into view with the wind whipping up the steam. But as it approached there was no slowing down and it steamed straight on to Blaenau. Surely they hadn’t forgotten?
No, they dropped it off on the way back down. It’s more energy efficient to start when you’re pointing downhill.