Called in to a flat we’re looking after today and took up the owner’s invitation to run the train around his desk. It was a Hornby TT120 freight with a LNER express loco u front, though the little Stepney talkie was a little more interesting. I think I turn it round three times before loosing interest a rather interesting reaction I thought.
Talking it over later, I thought the “problem” was the lack of a story - nothing to wrap my imagination around. Stepney was the slightly more attractive proposition because I like small engines, nothing ore.
Back home with my current project, a 4mm scale Tunny wagon at the end of its life - a model of an actual wagon, marked up, painted and weathered to match a photo, I feel so much more connected and interested - something of my own, not just my purchase, but my work, inspired by my research and finished using my skills.
We’re rained out of the garden today - rather unexpectedly - but out there, there is a whole universe of stories going on along the narrow gauge, nestled in amongst the flowers and trees- and sometimes there’s even live steam.
