At last I was able to do some painting. There isn`t a lot to say about this one except that it is a train that was around about the 1930 to 1950. It is one like this that I caught my Thumb in the door as I was closing it. I was about ten years old at the time, and my Mum and I was on our way back to the Hopfields after visiting our Home after it was incinerated during the war. Don`t hold me to the dates. All I can remember is that of my age, roughly Ten years old. My Mum shouted to a porter that I have got my Thumb jammed in the Door, and when we got to the next station, another porter was waiting to open the door for me. I have still got the dent in my thumb.
