The Other Railway Series: Season 1

Episode 2: Lords and Names

April 16th 1921

The 7F and 1F where doing well after there inspection from Mr Scarsbrook.

Soon the engines where given rented trucks by LMS since they made a contract with Mr Anderson.

Mr Anderson had dicided to call the railway the North Eastern Railway. NER for short. The railway soon got what they need to start construction and all it needed was money.

Mr Anderson soon came to the shed, a week after the contract. "Well, the first landlords are arriving tomorrow. I've order a car so that they can see the parts of land that you can't reach.

"Yes sir," they all said.

The 7F was asked to take the first train of landlords. As he backed down on the restored coaches one of the landlords came up to him.

"My my, what an anstonishing engine," he said.

The 7F was flattered as he puffed away. It was a lukily thing that the 7F's class was built for passengers too.

As he slowly puffed along the line whilst Mr Anderson gave the landlords a full showcase of the land but the 7F had no choise but to stop at the end of track and soon they were of by cars.

The 7F came back looking very glad that the day was finish.

"Hello mate," said the 1F, "what's the matter?"

"I have been stuck in the same possition all day, I mean I just got restored and I need an adventure not sitting in the same place all over again," he said moodly.

"Hey, remember i've hadn't fully been steamed yet," said the I1.

"See mate," said the 1F, "at least be grateful about being steamed up and in perfect condition too!"

The 7F just sighed.

The next day some lands were sold and Mr Scarsbrook started making models of the stations and planning of buying a crane.

Meanwhile Mr Anderson showcased the lands that still hadn't sold yet and Mr Salt drived the 7F and Mr Smith was the guard.

But everyday the man that made a compliment about the 7F on the first day.

It was most weird for the 7F.

But on the 7th day of the landlords land showcase.

The man came up to the 7F. "Hello," he said, "I belive we haven't met properly before."

"No sir, we haven't sir," replied the 7F.

"My name is Mark Lang," he said, "and what's your name?"

"Oh well," replied the 7F, "I don't have a name."

"You don't have a name?"

"N-no sir."

"We must give you a name, after all every engine must have a name."

The 7F pondered as he puffed away.

"That man knows how to speak to engines," he said.

The 7F thought and thought but there wasn't any names he would like.

The next evening was waiting at the end of the line.

"Hurry up," he sulked, "I want to get more runnings now."

"Be patient you young scallywag," said Mr Salt but by the tone of his voice the 7F new that Mr Salt was begining to be unpatient.

Soon the landlords came back with the cars.

"Here's your passengers scum," said one of the cars.

The 7F just rolled his eyes and puffed away back to the station.

But as headed into the station he looked they puffed up and felt very stuffy.

"Are you alright?" asked Mr Scarsbrook to the 7F.

"I'm fine," he replied.

"Fine? Of cause your not fine," said a voice.

Mr Scarsbrook and the 7F looked at the person who said it and to there amazement, it was Mark Lang.

"His smokebox is full of ash," he said, "you need one of the other engines to shunt him back to the shed."

They did, by putting out the 7F's fire and getting the 1F to shunt him and the emty coaches back to the shed.

Mr Salt and Mr Smith soon had all the ash out of the smokebox and the 7F felt much better.

"Thanks sir," said Mr Salt, "how did you figure that the engine had to much ash in him?"

"I was an engine driver once," said Mark Lang, "I always know what's wrong, I also gave this sort of problem a name too, Ashfull."

Suddenly the 7F mind clicked. "Sirs," he said, "I know what I want to be named."

Soon the 7F was given the name, 'Ashfull'. He liked it very much and dicided to keep it.

Mark Lang also given the 1F and the I1 names to.

The 1F was called 'Anderson' and the I1 was called 'Hymerk'. They all liked there names very much.

And what about the hybrid, well that's a story for another day.