Belair Railway Station

We went for an early walk today in attempt to tire out young George.  The endless yipping does get to be a bit of a nuisance.  He seems to be suffering from separation anxiety whenever I am out of his sight.

Ah well, it's only been a week, and we mustn't forget that.

At the back of the Belair Railway Station is a tiny museum of old railway artifacts which were taken down when the area was modernised.  WE tend to forget that it's there.