Hello to anyone who is reading this, my name is Charles falcon and I am the driver of the NWR's eleventh engine Oliver, its been an annoying for us, we're been on ballast duties this week and the ballast trucks are very troublesome.
it's been tiring managing them but Douglas and his crew are taking them next week but it is still Monday so were stuck with them actually while I'm writing this down were pulling some empties back to the station and then we can go back to the sheds.
Oh yea I forgot to mention it began snowing earlier so it's really been covering the ground I'm sure that's going to cause the hoppers to try cause a runaway for us so I'll be ready for that when it comes, hold on I just saw a bright blueish light in the distance I think its a party boat.
Finally we've arrived at the station, we're just shunting the trucks into the siding, alright I'm getting out now I'll write more when I'm back in the cab, alright I'm back we're departing for the sheds now it'll be a while before we get there so I'll stop writing until we get there.
Alright we're here, the other engines are already asleep, and if your wondering about toad Douglas had him for today but tomorrow we have him so Oliver will be happy about that. alright we've left the railway, Philip's taking the bus because he lives at Tidmouth.
I live somewhat near the sheds so I'm walking back to my house, generally I'm tired of these trucks already it hasn't even been two days and i already can't wait till it's over, they just won't shut up.
Alright I'm going to stop writing now I don't really need to anymore since Topham gave us these journals to document the work we do so I don't need to write about my personal life.
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Blizzard - A TTTE alternate universe.
HorrorOne morning on the 18th of December 1978, the engines of the island notice snow landing on the ground around them, most have a smile on their face but little do they know this month will be the worst month they all will ever have... THIS IS A ORIGIN...
