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Gordon.

@LNERno4

Hello there! I’m Gordon the Big Engine, pride of the line! NWR no.4. Express engine, semi retired.

Joined July 2017
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Wretched weather.


Oughh, such little time to rest on this wretched day... Express.. coming... hoo... through!!


Icy tracks and that wretched hill are a treacherous pairing.


Oough! So much scrubbing, and they finally found the source of the pumpkin stench. Someone managed to prop a couple lanterns on my tender, forgot, and left them to burn out up there. At least the smells gone, along with the faint aroma of tea, no thanks to our director...


Soaked in tea, reeking of pumpkin, and my face puts Nia’s boiler to shame. And yet the othe engines wonder why I find enjoying things a chore...


Hurgh! Who even makes an engine sized pumpkin mask?! By Gresley am I glad it was just for one night...


Where’s James? I need to tell him there’s a scratch on his tender and scare his boiler dry. Heh.


It’s getting dark. Not long now til I get to rest my wheels and cool my boiler, with a few good stories no doubt. Though I wouldn’t be surprised if a few engines take the things literal...


Missing people and crazed farmers. My my, next the engines will start disappearing.


Ooooh! My that waters cold! My tender feels frozen, brrr!


Halloween is upon us, but not before the dreadful ‘mischief night’. Truly horrifying.


Dismal weather...


Couplings crossed there’s no lightning tonight. I couldn’t bear another fishy tender so soon...


First a fishy tender, then a near miss with a rogue pannier, and now a schedule planned out seemingly by those insufferable yellow clay pit devils. Will this tormenting ever cease?


Cold, wet, and a whiffy tender... but the kipper has been delivered in full without a single roasted fish. Now, to the washdown, my tender reeks!


An engine out of action for Gresley knows how long, internal disputes, threats of scrap! How I miss the days when the biggest problems were trucks spreading rumours about the yards.


Couplings crossed that bothersome box cab has been plucked from the wall and repairs have begun on my berth... Especially with these new rules.


Ah clear skies. My new coat shimmers in the warm sunlight. James must be seething!


As we exchanged passengers, little Rheneas told me how Sir Handel has been mistreating the coaches. Boggles the boiler how an engine can dislike coaches and prefer trucks, but then again, James too does love his trucks over coaches.


Dreary weather. Thankfully the coaches aren’t complaining this evening...


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