Now thats a photo! Later that night, No.4 was tasked to take an express train from the Harbour, only did No.4 know that it was the Flying Kipper. "A GOODS TRAIN!? A GOODS TRAIN!? The shame of it, the shame of it!" Muttered No.4 whilst they await to depart with the Flying Kipper. "Now, now Gordon" Said No.4s driver; "We're here to help Henry whilst they're away for maintenance in Crewe". No.4 stayed quiet. Soon, it was time depart. The signal changed, the gaurds whilst blew & shown a green light. "WooWoo" replied No.4 on the whistle. And soon, with a huff & puff, they departed, slowly, but surely with the Flying Kipper.
