tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372955869775302424.post4029384717929399795..comments2024-03-26T22:06:26.337-04:00Comments on Trackside Treasure: Postscript: Leased Locomotives on CN 1994-1998Erichttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11822288099043790296noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372955869775302424.post-66355565139662128612012-02-15T13:52:58.067-05:002012-02-15T13:52:58.067-05:00That's a good story, Robert. I enjoy Michael&...That's a good story, Robert. I enjoy Michael's adjective-laced style, and he seldom refers to his Monty Python days, which I also enjoyed at the time.<br /><br />Thanks for your comment,<br />EricErichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11822288099043790296noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-372955869775302424.post-40576918373275991822012-02-15T05:39:13.470-05:002012-02-15T05:39:13.470-05:00You reminded me of a story Michael Palin related a...You reminded me of a story Michael Palin related about the rickety rail line between Adelaide and Broken Hill, Australia. Early on, the ties were simply laid upon the outback, dictating a slow transit speed.<br /><br />An anxious husband approached the conductor and asked, "When do we arrive at Broken Hill? "Why do you ask?" responded the trainman.<br /><br />"My wife is in labor, about to deliver a baby!"<br /><br />Where upon the conductor snorted, "You should have considered her condition before you boarded!"<br /><br />The husband whined, "But she wasn't pregnant when we got on the train..."Robert in Port Townsendhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807813545873570119noreply@blogger.com