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You know what I love about the episode Old Reliable Edward?

When Edward goes to Thomas and tells him about Gordon being rude and ungrateful, Thomas IMMEDIATELY goes into Cheeky Bastard Mode™ and starts planning a trick on Gordon.

LOOK AT HIS FACE! He did not HESITATE for a second. There was no “well look at it from Gordon’s perspective” or even a “I’m sorry to hear that Edward”

All he needed to hear was “Gordon’s so ungrateful” and he goes full bastard

I GUARANTEE Thomas was already drawing up plans before Edward even finished his sentence. Iconic

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One of my favourite quotes, which is relevant to my headcanons about Edward and Spencer’s relationship, and many other things in life

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I was just pointlessly hyping up 'You Can Do It, Toby' like some sort of door knocking faith based info-dumper to a mutual for no reason, and I realised very late that Edward probably overheard Gordon being a c*nt to Toby from behind the coaches.

Gordon being ungrateful to Edward and resetting any sort of developed respect is something we all hate, but i'm still growing on this one episode for some reason.

For Edward to maybe tell the Fat Controller after overhearing the blatant disrespect and then taking a stand on his behalf would have been very cool.

No big dramatic fuss from Ed, just a quiet word to STH asking him to put things right, and for a nosy blue tank engine to also find out through gossip.

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Edward was conveniently needed at the dock that day, you know on his line. Where he works?

STH mused for a moment.

Edward, perhaps you could assist there?

Absolute Masterminds.

Thomas of course was there to offer encouragement and check in for Edward who was likely busy counting his trucks.

Now the problem with all of this is that STH could have easily just told Gordon to wind his neck in and to not be rude to Toby.

But the episode already exists, so this is me just me trying to make Edward do something from nothing cause i'm like that.

I know the dinner has been simultaneously undercooked and burnt since 2004, i'm just trying to add garnish.

I'm all nattering about episodes like this.

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More random magazine and annual pictures that I really like

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Every. Single. Day. I'm haunted by my favorite BoCo image from the magazines. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THIS GIRL HAS A GIANT TOY BOCO????

WHERE'S MY GIANT TOY BOCO?????

EVEN THE TOY IS HAPPY IT MOCKS ME

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Annual Edward energy.

That small crumb of awareness is enough for me to yell about him loving his big chaotic family.

It doesn't take much.

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Was just reverse image searching something a mutual sent and was like "huh?"

I swear the magazine stories don't half add some specific world building details sometimes.

When your engine gives you a long winded excuse as to why everything is fucked after a simple request.

This threw me off a bit cause it's sort of like, "Oh yeah that makes sense cause they have eyes" but at the same time its like, "Wait what really"?

Not a story about the Fat Controller thinking Thomas had sight problems but was really just dozy and missed his station.

You just wouldn't wanna show up to work again.

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"It's pissin' down."

- Not Henry in 'One Track with Phonics'

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Clive Spong interview!

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The Three Railway Engines — Multiverse Edition

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Edward has been on the Fat Controller's Railway for a very long time, but he did not come from as far away as Thomas, and he is probably older too. Before 1923 the railways round Barrow-in-Furness were owned by the Furness Railway Company. Edward had been built for the Furness Railway by a firm of Scottish engine-builders called Sharp, Stewart and Company. In 1921, the Furness Railway had no more use for the engine we know as Edward, and sold him cheaply to the Fat Controller. Since then he has been repaired so many times that not much of the original Edward is left, but the rebuilding has been done with care and has made him a very reliable engine. He began his work on Sodor as station-pilot and shunter at Wellsworth, but then exchanged with Thomas and moved to Vicarstown for a spell. When Thomas began working his branch line, Edward came back to Wellsworth, and the Fat Controller made him responsible for the branch to Suddery and Brendam. He now works this line most efficiently.

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I'm never not gonna find the Thomas annuals cool, this is just casually mentioned in the 1985 annual.

Theres a lot to take away from it.

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Rusty Red Scrap-Iron

by Christopher Awdry (Thomas the tank engine & friends annual 1990)

Follow up from here.

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Diesel was very pleased with his nickname for Henry.

"Old Square-Wheels," he chuckled to himself. "Brilliant suits Henry down to the rails."

The trucks snickered.

"How clever of Duck to think of it," they said to each other. We know, don't we, that it was really Diesel who had made the name up.

But the trucks didn't. Diesel had told them it was Duck, and the trucks believed what they were told.

"Look," they whispered every time Henry went past. "There's Old Square-Wheels." Henry was furious.

Everyone knew that James disliked diesels, so it was a surprise when Diesel and James got on well together.

James showed Diesel where things were in the Yard, and Diesel worked hard once he had settled down. But he was very full of self-importance..

"I'm up-to-date and revolutionary," he boasted. "I'll soon get this Yard working smoothly."

The trucks hadn't really liked Diesel to start with, and when he began to order them about they liked him even less. But, being trucks, they were sly and didn't show it.

"Keep on the right side of him," they whispered to each other. "We'll get our own back one day."

One morning, James asked Diesel to get some trucks ready for him. "I need the vans on the far side of the Yard," he told Diesel. But Diesel, full of himself and not listening properly, thought James said: "Leave the vans on the far side of the Yard."

So Diesel took no notice of those vans. He collected all the rest and put them ready for James to take away. When James arrived he found, of course, that he had the wrong train. By this time Diesel was nowhere to be seen.

James hated shunting. "Where's that Diesel?" he grumbled as he arranged his own train.

"Off somewhere being revolutionary, I suppose. Wait till I see him - I'll give him revolution!"

But the delay with the vans made James so late that he could not get back to the Shed that night. This made him even crosser. When he did finally meet Diesel again, Diesel was left in no doubt of what James thought about him. Diesel slunk away, growling crossly to himself.

"How dare he speak to me like that," he muttered. "Anyone can make a mistake. I'll teach him a lesson, you see if I don't."

Next day Diesel was talking to some trucks in the Yard.

"James has been here a long time," he remarked. "He must be very old."

"Not so old as Edward and Thomas," replied the trucks. "Thomas was here first, to help build the Railway, but Edward is older. The other engines used to tease him about that, but he proved them wrong."

"How?" asked Diesel.

"It was before I came, even," said one old truck slowly, "but the way I heard it was that one day James ran away - just trundled off down the line without his driver and fireman."

"Good gracious!" exclaimed Diesel. "What happened?"

The truck paused. "Well," he went on, "Edward was nearby. An Inspector got a cable, and rode on Edward's buffer beam until Edward caught James up running on the other line, you see.

Then he dropped a loop of cable over James's buffer. They slowed James down with Edward's brakes so that the Inspector could get into James's cab and stop him. They didn't tease Edward after that."

"Quite right," said Diesel. "I bet James felt silly. It's funny, isn't it," he went on. "If James stood out in the rain for a bit, he'd soon. be just the colour he is - red with rust."

The trucks snickered. Suddenly Diesel had an idea. He growled away, looking thoughtful. "You know that story you told me about James," he said when he saw the trucks again. "I told Duck about it in the Shed, and guess what he said?"

He paused. The trucks waited; they knew Diesel was going to tell them anyway.

"Duck said," Diesel went on impressively, "it was no wonder that Edward caught up with him, because James is only rusty red scrap-iron. Wasn't that rude? But that's what Duck said."

The silly trucks believed every word.

"Tee hee," they fittered. "Wait till we tell the others." The story went round quickly, and when James next came to the Yard the trucks laughed rudely at him. "Here's Old Scrap-Iron, "they chortled. "Look at him - just a heap of rusty red scrap-iron."

James soon found out why.

His feelings can be imagined.

"That Duck!" he hissed furiously. "Let him just wait - I'll make him duck!"

Diesel, lurking in the background, smirked triumphantly.

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One ticket to go back to the time when Thomas calendars were beautiful please.

Start of January everybody-

*BoCo's tune plays*

Is that Edward, Henry and BoCo together? Yessss.

I like how BoCo is always present for bonfire night, perhaps he appreciates a good yard burning? Either way i'm pleased to see him.

The big reason I love these illustrations is because of the variety of characters chosen, it's not just Thomas, it's combinations like putting BoCo and Daisy together in a shot and not giving a crap about how much he might quietly rib her about her eyelashes catching light to Edward and Henry.

Daisy: "Step back dear BoCo, wouldn't want your little oil puddles creating a deathtrap for those gentlemen working the fire." 😉

BoCo: "Twenty winks with those little sparklers on your peepers certainly wouldn't help. Any longer and the circus camels will be jealous."

Thomas: "Get her ass uncle BoCo."

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I met William Hope at the Liverpool comic con today and had absolutely nothing to say because my brain doesn't work under pressure.

He was very nice and I wasn't even that salty about picking a signature card with a logging loco on it.

I think he's had a look around Liverpool too cause had so much nice stuff to say.

He didn't mention the beatles once either which is extraordinary to me cause thats like the peak question here.

I'm so happy that I got to meet him.

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Story where Edward is ‘kicked out’ of his own branch line after it gets ransacked and weaponized against him. He finds Diesel abusing a machine cloning him + his colleagues, cooperates with the twins to stop him, and saves his home in the process

To clarify, the plot contains a gen-AI metaphor, but no AI was used to create any elements in it. I highly doubt that a bot would spit out a story so specific and absurd in nature anyway. Feel free to read some wild stuff conjured up by a human brain and a pen alone

Music: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL6t0qmuOd2CuT1hgLo0NVjwVwOhWrNt1C&si=o7hYZC4Q5Risu

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You know the illustrations in Thomas' 123 book are lovely.

Especially this page:

Its a pity the context of it has so much what the fuckery going on.

The story isn't the most interesting unfortunately so i'll just pretend that he's got a special to the Moulin Rouge or something.

This is probably the best picture in the whole book.

My eyes are that bad I had to zoom in to count the wheelbarrows.

I do love how Diesel has become the guy in all our math problems with his ridiculous 11 wheelbarrow delivery.

If Diesel has 11 wheelbarrows and 1 job he hates, how many wheelbarrows is he dumping in the sea on his way home?

All of them.

Sir Topham waving his fucks goodbye.

You know that wasn't a bad book.

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Heres some emergency Ken Stott illustration inspiration to cheer people up.

You can tell he's my favourite.