A cottage almost opposite the railway station in Pickering, a whole week with Mum and Dad tending to my every need, rides on trains, long walks, time with my mates and their humans .......... marvellous! I LOVE holidays! They nearly confused me though. They told me I was going to see a bloke in a kilt whizz past in mid air. Well, humans never cease to surprise little old me, so I believed them. I got a bit worried when I heard we were going to ride on him though. Aha...all became clear - apparently that is not what they meant when talking about the Flying Scotsman.


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