The sun shining?....what...it's rare in these parts! :P
More seriously though, leaving Dewsbury station with loads of people on the opposite platform dressed as, essentially, farmers, with flat caps, checkered shirts, braces and wellington boots, in the middle of a dry summer day, was rather interesting! I think they may have been on the real ale trail and from listening to them
a. were completely hammered!
b. had no idea which platform or what service they needed!...thankfully they decided they didn't want the one I was getting!
I think the weirdest and most unnerving one was at Leeds a few months ago. Having boarded the stopper to Knaresborough (a 155/153 combo), we got a clear signal, the doors locked, brakes released, engines revved and we went....nowhere...
Nothing strange you're thinking. Well, a short while later and we got a fitter and they had the doors locked, brakes released and were revving it trying to get it to move and I was looking out on a 333 in the next platform. There was movement, coupled with the engine revving, I was now convinced we were moving....back towards the buffers
hock:! Things seemed a bit strange as I was expecting to very soon hit the Pacer parked behind us. It was at this point I had the presence of mind to look out the other window to see a stationary platform, just as the 333 disappeared at the other side. I have to say, I was actually briefly worried for a while, as the driver/fitter were really giving it the beans trying to get it to move!
Long and short of that one though, was that the service was cancelled, the defective 155 (which we were told had a gearbox problem) was uncoupled from the set and a fitter drove it out to Neville Hill
hock:.....defective indeed...I was hoping to see a thunderbird