On a Wednesday I usually walk from my place to past the rail bridge and return and get a good 6.3km of exercise in. This last Wednesday I heard a toot of a horn, just as I was walking under the rail bridge. I thought that might be a train going past Barry's place. So I waited a few seconds, and heard what I thought was a train approaching. I think it was pretty obvious that someone was tooting Barry as the train was heading northbound. I just had time to get my phone out and snapped a couple of shots.
