Well its finally the weekend, and after the usual highly stressful week at work, I was looking forward to a couple of hours this morning playing with my trains (sorry of course I meant testing ).

So the plan was to get up long before the Domestic Overlord, and get a few hours operating the layout in before the one "whose wishes are my commands" woke, with an inevitable list of lovely "fun" activities we can do in the run up to Christmas .

Anyway I sneaked off to the spare room, fired up the controller, set the points and tried to run some trains, the first let the storage yard made its way to the front, the uncoupled halfway down its consist. Not a problem, a quick reverse of the controller and the train was re attached, two feet later it happened again.

Not to be put off I set the track for the down circuit, sent a local out and it came to a halt just outside the tunnel, so I grabbed the trusty track rubber, crawled under the layout to the front and set to work......THATS WHEN IT HIT ME........

In the past when people have moaned about having difficult stressful jobs, I always quote the mantra my first Boss use to constantly say "Stress is for concrete, Pressure is for tyres" but I think this may be wrong. As I was busy cleaning the rails I noticed something strange out of the corner of my eye.

I was sure I did not put, a cow here, and I thought mine where brown and white, not black and white, still at least the track on the first board was clean, so I moved onto the second.

Then the second strange thing happened, I knew I had two taxis outside the station, but one appeared to be wearing its "jimmy-jams", which I thought was strange as it should have been dressed properly by now? Anyway I had two boards with clean track and only one to go the station board, so I pressed on.

Ten minutes later and all the track was clean, and trains could be run without stopping or uncoupling, and that's when I noticed the third strange thing. Call me stupid, but like an idiot I had forgot to put a headlamp on the local engine, god what a fool.

So not wanting to have this obvious error on show for all to see, I went downstairs to see where the Domestic Overlord had securely stashed my supplies of Super Glue (apparently because I'm not safe to have it)and then it hit me, where had all those bloody Elephants come from.

Maybe its time to give up modelling? I'm off now to a dark room to gently rock myself to sleep, until my next beakdown as ever Happy Modelling