To quote a fellow Thunderer, the really great thing about this site is the ability to make contact with other members - and to provide help if needed.
I got a call last Friday, with a generous offer of assistance with that mountain of soil between the rail ends of the loop! He had correctly surmised that I was at a crisis point over it, and came over on Saturday, wielding lots of useful tools, a barrow, and apparently loads of energy! He also brought
two empty "ton bags", and in what seemed no time at all, incredibly, filled them
both!
Wow! With enormous gratitude, I can now at last see my way through - to the end of the task - well, both ends actually!
On Sunday, The crew - the whole crew indeed, turned up for a running session in the afternoon. It was a wonderful bit of mayhem - that took quite a chunk of the following day to recover from!

Even Mrs. I., got roped in for some driving duties... along with providing the perfect children's picnic "fuel", of the high octane variety!
Her excuse for dishing out a trayful of delights was: "Oh well, that's what grandmas are supposed to do isn't it!"
Mr. O's flower beds getting trampled, the distribution of a fair amount of track ballast, a couple of spectacular derailments and a broken reversing lever on the engine was a small price to pay I suppose!
I did manage to lay the first complete line of edging bricks by the close of play on Monday though...
Being able to stretch a string along the full length of the back straight enabled me to find the precise location of the gradient "summit", but it also revealed an error with the previous heading! Thank goodness I had decided to work simultaneously at the western end instead of just carrying on from here. Only a handful of bricks will need to be re-aligned in order to slightly slew a single length!
Yesterday dawned bright and fair - too bright as it happened after an urgent, and vital "Diabetes" eye exam! When I eventually got my vision back, a second line of bricks were started - and so did the rain!
It wasn't so much torrential stuff, just jolly persistent!
By this morning, what had been like concrete was now a morass of slimy, black goo! It did make digging in the remaining bricks an absolute breeze, but trying not to end up clomping masses of the stuff all around the rest of the garden proved almost impossible!
Even more ballast got distributed - this time it was by me, and my sticky, muddy boots!
Mercifully, it had all started to dry out again by this evening, allowing me to finish the first stage of the road bed...

Oooh! I am looking forward to driving a train through the "leafy glade" very soon!
Sorry Mr. T., but no tunnel to be seen here I know, not even a sort of green one (as yet) though.
Pete.