Poor old Halfie had a problem with a steam train at Nuneaton recently (read about it here)
He should see what comes past the bottom of my garden every Wednesday in the Summer
Actually, at the bottom of my garden the railway is in a deep cutting, which means only the very top of the train is visible, although the sounds are magnified magnificently. To get this shot I had to walk down to the end of the road! And I think I find the old carriages almost as interesting as the loco itself!