This could well of been a scene from my childhood past, going around a vintage usually steam railway getting all upfront and personal with the working parts of the locomotive, smelling the grease lubricating it all so it all works smoothly.
You'd find yourself transfixed so much by it you'd be almost in a daydream, with no idea of the time or if your mates were still around or drifted off somewhere else like the little souvenir shop pouring over things to buy, a kit, a picture or postcard perhaps.
This is integrated today with my feminine side which makes sense.
That won't be happening this week as it's felt with it being very busy there may be more risks involved than desirable given we even got as far as going away and sharing a property but all being well we'll be be able to do so in the future.
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