The big day out

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So we went on the steam train and it was amazing fun.

It was just like stepping back in time. Everyone involved in the running of the railway was dressed in fifties attire. Right down to the twist in the womans hair. They used the kind of till you only see in movies. Where they pull a lever and numbers flash up above the till on little cards.

The tickets that we got where preprinted thick card, with the start station and end station printed on. Different colours for the different type of fares.

My dad got quite sentimental about it all. It’s a proper taste of his childhood, Right down to him talking about how people looked forward to getting rid of the steam engines.

My son on the other hand loved it all so much. The closer we got to the station the happier and harder to keep hin his seat he became. Once we got to the station he just wanted to run to the platform, where the smoke from the engine could be seen over the station building.

Once we got the tickets and on to the platform, My little man couldn’t decide what he wanted to do first, pick a carriage to get on or go and see the engine up close.

Being told he could have a look on the foot plate of the engine made his mind up for him. With a yell of happiness he ran to the engine and climbed aboard.

The ride was a bumpy as my father remembered, but my son loved every second of it. Bouncing around on his seat pointing out of the window to the shadow to the engine with the smoke flowing over the carriages. Occasionally making choo choo noises and pretending to pull the whistle chain.

We didnt take anything to eat on the train with us as we were only going one stop (about twenty mins away), but there where other people on the train who where sat there with a full picnic spread out on the tables in front of them.

Once we got to our station we went and had lunch in the station cafe where we could see the other steam engines and desiels passing by.

All in all a great day was had by all. And the little man has talked me into taking him on a Thomas themed day out on the rail line in August. Better start saving now as its gonna be an expensive day out. But, one i know for a fact the little man will love with out me having to think of anything to do. Just le the organisers of the day guide him from one activity to the next.

Next time i think we’re going bowling. Taken him before and cant believe just how strong he is when it comes to throwing the balls.


Steam train day out.

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Tomorrow I’ve been talked into taking my son for a ride on a real life steam train. Not even Thomas or the Flying Scotsman, just your average bog standard steam engine.

And the price of this hour joinery one stop away and back £14. £14 for two adults and a three-year old. Now i love my boy and would get him anything he wants but £14 seem too much to spend on going on a train. To go the same distance on a normal train would be less than £5.

But, I cant complain about the price really. He was promised a ride on a steam train when he managed to use the big boy toilet twenty times for a pee and two times for a poo. After a couple of accidents (the last couple being with poo) he has managed to be mostly toilet trained, without the use of a potty, in just over a week.

Every day that i have spoken to him since he hit the magic target of stickers on the chart he has counted the number of days off till he gets to go ont he train with mummy and granddad. Cant forget granddad. The little mans favouritest person int he whole wide world.

My dad, bless him thinks it’s all a bit weird to get so excited about going on a steam train. This is the man who at nearly 61 has seen moe changes to the way we live then almost anyone else i know. Until he was about my age (he mumbles), the only trains you could get where steam trains.

Train stations where full of horrible smoke and the smell! dont get him started on the smell, or the dirt from the coal smoke.

Even at 24 i’m excited about going to see/ride the steam train. Cant remember the last time i went on one, I’m tols i was about eight. And i do feel a little bubble of wonder when i see a steam train go by. The trains we use every day are much faster and cleaner to use but just not as much fun.

We’ll be going on the East Lancs Railway steam train which is on a dedicated line between Heywood and Rawtenstall. Really not that far in the grand scheme of things, but i think far enough if not a bit too far for a little boys attention span. Think i’ll pack a couple of things that he can do on the train, just in case.

He’s said he wants to go somewhere nice to eat, He originally wanted to eat on the train and was disappointed to hear that there wasnt food on the train we’ll be getting. So i fully expect him to say he wants to go to McDonald’s instead. Would rather take him to a market café.

My son loves people watching and asking things about what he sees so a nice little market café would keep him entertained while we waited for food, as well as not breaking the bank.

Next time i see him we’ll be going to a children’s entertainment/learning center called Eureka in Halifax. Dont know how much of it we’ll get done in a day but we’ll give it a go.

We’re planning on going to a petting farm sometime soon, when the weather is nicer and it isn’t lambing season.


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It’s a bugger to live with.

It is said that many people will suffer with it at some point in their life. I have suffered with it on and off over the past few years and it’s really not fun. Even more so when your looking after a young baby on your own for most of the week! God knows you get little enough sleep as it is with a young child.

Spending nights waiting for sleep to appear trying hard not to get up and do something. That’s what the doctors tell you to do. Once you’re in bed don’t get out again till its time to get up. Easier said then done when you’re laying there bored out of brain, almost in tears through tiredness.

Surely there’s something that can be done.

Well there is but it’s not a long-term solution to the problem. Theres a lovely little pill called diazepam which while in its lower dose doesn’t totally knock you out, you feel like you’ve had a skin full and don’t care that you’re not getting any sleep.  When the drug wears off you feel like you’ve had a sleep and quite happy with how the night went.

But it is very addictive and the doctors don’t like giving you more than a weeks supply at a time. No matter how much you beg them to give you the lovely sleeping pills. Well mine wont anyway. I have to go three weeks between getting the prescriptions for the lovely pills.

I have spoken to many people who also have insomnia and they all say the same thing, no sleep, no drugs, try to train yourself into having a normal sleeping pattern.

Insomnia and Sleep Apnoea have a lot in common really. The effect that both have on your waking life is the same. But with Apnoea you’re asleep as far as your concerned.

Both effect those around you almost as much as they do you. Sleep apnoea makes you snore so loudly no one else in the house can get any sleep, with insomnia if you’re sharing a bed with someone you wake them up/ keep them awake by being restless in be. Getting up and doing other things around the house. None of it what you should be doing.

Both conditions end up with all parties concerned being pushed apart by conditions they can’t help having in most cases. Apnoea is more common in over weight males, and insomnia is just strikes everyone at a time in their life when they are going through hell more often than not and can’t settle down for rest.