Random Bollocks From A Semi-Retired Foamer!

The Semi-Retired Foamer has been a railfan since he was around 5 years old, oh yes a very young age, an age when one really should avoid being involved with the gunzel community to any great extent. A few rather unsavoury people bringing that fact home.
After a few decades of train chasing, one decided to break with protocol and get married, thus leading to a severe cut in railfan activity.
Subsequent dealings with hate breeders, lunatics, mental defectives and self-appointed preservation overlords lead to an even greater decrease in my hobby participation.
However things have changed thanks to our small group of trusted mates, interest has returned, and now I have become a bit more involved yet again..
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Over the years I have tried my best to further both the hobby, as well as the friendships that it brings. I have done this by setting up proactive groups both here in Australia, as well as the Philippines. It is with huge honour that I am often considered the founding father of the railfan hobby in the Philippines (my second home).
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I don't take the hobby too seriously and I am a friend to anyone who is good and genuine. But never forgive those who have used their hate to destroy my hobby or hurt the friends within it.

Let's Make The Hobby Great Again!
I aim to share the era that I considered mine, the 80s and 90s. I also like to help promote, and even raise funds for, the various heritage societies that keep the era alive
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LOCOMOTIVE/ PUBLICATIONS
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We occasionally publish information on the locomotives, and rollingstock, from railways in Australia and the Philippines.
All are available for FREE at our ALR WEBSITE.

Please email me should you wish to use anything from this site !

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

~~ DIESEL AND DUST ~~

A brief afternoon around Gelco!

With apologies to Midnight Oil!

With my good friend Chris heading to town, an immense blanket of dust covering the city and the pending removal of the level crossing at East Botany (a regular foamer favourite), it was deemed a good time to extract the digit and head on down to our local goods line.

Having spent most of the morning around the airport a fair portion of the dust had racked off by the time I got lineside. Still there was a cloud thicker than that which regularly hangs around the table on a Neath night.