paulprice

Your not supposed to encourage me into producing more loco;s at some point the Domestic Overlord may put a limit on my collection

There is no hope for me, I can feel a Princess coming on

Ian Keep on collecting I still have a few more types waiting to be built on my workbench but already I have 27 different classes/sub classes

With comments like that you will get me into trouble, though 182 more would not hurt would it

Well I am a good Catholic boy

Never, unless its a LMS livery its not happening as far as I am concerned BR did not happen

I am not obsessed, and if I don't repaint the latest jube when it arrives I will have 7 Crimson ones, the lines black livery is brilliant though

Well thanks to a little coercion from various people on here (you know who you are) I have secured another Jubilee from EvilBay for the fleet. Being a very very good Boy I told the Domestic Overlord what I had done, and I was told that it does not matter as I could have as many trains as I wanted, HOW Lucky am I? Anyway before I go on a mad Jubilee shopping spree (don't worry it wont happen, as I like having money I have not used yet too much) I thought I would start a proper stock count of the collection, and so I started with the box that had my Jubes in. Maybe I's going mad but I thought I only had 7, as it happens I have 8 plus the one soon to be delivered (lets hope its not a dog). I have to say personally the Jubilees are one of the most beautiful loco's ever built and that the only livery that suited these machines was Crimson, but having repainted two of them into Post War lined black I think this livery really suites them. So two questions remain to be answered, do I repaint the latest addition to the fleet into post war black? and how do I tell the Domestic Overlord I found a Black 5 and Royal Scott I sort of forgot I had If there is one thing I have learnt though today is that stock counting your collection may not be a good idea, and I've only counted one box. As ever until the next time Happy Modelling

The Domestic Overlord very kindly let me pay for the Breakfast, is that the same thing? There is still a little space left in the storage room, in fact it looks suspiciously large enough for me? PLEASE DONT LET ME BE PUT IN STORAGE

Right I have to figure out how to build and escape tunnel from the second floor of a building

Gosh, I don't know what to say

keep the updates coming

I just want to play with my trains

I probably won't have long to type this post before the Domestic Overlord, or as he will be known from now as the Prison Guvnor confiscates my laptop as well as everything else I am normally too sensible to believe in all these conspiracy theories that keep going around and around and usually put them down to cranks with nothing better to do, BUT now I see them as the work of true visionaries who want nothing more than to help humanity and people like me I never thought I would find a conspiracy so close to home though, and one it appears masterminded by the Domestic Overlord, I may be wrong and over reacting, but if you read what follows I'm sure you will agree with me (which opens up a whole new can of worms). Saturday Morning - It begins. After walking into the local town centre with the DO, on the way back seeing as it was still relatively early it was suggested we had a spot of breakfast as a treat (it does not matter who suggested it, I mean it could have been me but that is not the issue ) as the DO agreed we went into a nearby purveyor of fried products and I was soon confronted by this. As I happily munched through my breakfast the DO and I spoke about many things, one of the topics being House Hunting, and storage, then the penny started to drop. I was being manipulated with the help of some fried chuckie eggs down a very dark path. I asked myself how can you actually House Hunt, Houses are everywhere and they don't move, you can literally leave your house, turn to the neighbours house and there you go its a House hunt over. Anyway being a good boy, despite it nearly being a sausage too far, I cleared my plate, and being fully fuelled with backed beans (should be called fart fuel) I waddled off home with the DO, not long before we reached Price mansions, the DO asked if Foster Street would fit in 50 square feet, to which I replied of course with room to spare. Saturday Early Afternoon - the plan evolves. On Friday the DO very kindly bought me two new plastic storage boxes for my trains, so I thought I would spend a little time putting the old ones into order, and adding a couple of recent stock additions to the relevant trays. Whilst I was doing this the DO appeared, and quite helpfully asked if the boards for Lugsdale road would fit into the car as he thought maybe it was a little too large. Now as I know my planning skills and legendary, and I never make stupid mistakes, I said I knew they would fit without even trying, but if it meant the DO would be happy I would test fit them. Just to prove my planning and design was dare I say perfect, I decided to illustrate how easily they were to more around, within a short period I had them both sitting in the old JamJar. Being the sweet and innocent little Angel that I am, I never saw anything suspicious in what came next, the DO suggested that seeing as we were already near the car, we might as well just nip out to sort out a few things before we took the boards out of the car again. Knowing that the DO has nothing more than my well being at heart, and being very supportive and loving I thought nothing more of it, fired up the JamJar and off we went. Saturday Early Afternoon - the trap is sprung. Following the directions from the DO I happily drove to our destination, to a place called "You Store" or something, when I went inside with the DO there was a very nice lady inside who said she wanted a layout like Lugsdale road for herself, but was not sure if it would fit in her train room, so she asked if I could see if it would fit. Of course being nice I soon had the boards out of the car and inside her train room to see if they would fit. Now call me slow, but this is when I started to smell like Captain Birdseye something fishy, the train room did not have any carpet strange I thought but who am I to judge. It was then I looked up and it all fell into place, the train room had now ceiling, in fact it was not a room at all it was a prison, for Trains, and worst still MY TRAINS. Panic overtook me and I frantically looked for the door, and then I realised there was no door handle on the inside, thankfully the door opened and I got out, and found the DO waiting outside ready to calm me down. When I was asked what all the fuss was about and I said I could have been locked inside for ever, I was told that was silly, as sooner or later someone would let me out (how lucky am I being looked after like that ) Even better to stop accidentally being locked in there, the DO would keep padlock and only key safe so I would not have to worry about losing it . Sunday Morning - I cant handle the truth. Last night while I pretended to be asleep I reviewed the events of the day, and I may be wrong but my trains have been sent to Train prison, will I be next?, who can I trust to help me?, will they or me ever see the light of the train room again? Im not stupid though, I can dig an escape tunnel, the fact that the Train Prison is on the second floor, will just mean the Prison Guvnor will never suspect my cunning plan........... Until the next time............

Well over the next few weeks there will be a lot less posts from me (I can hear the cheering already) as my Foster Street, and Lugsdale Road layouts are going into hibernation. As the Domestic Overlord and I are in the process of looking at a new mansion, the layouts along with a lot of other stuff will be going into a storage locker Will they ever see the light of day again? Is this just a plot by the Domestic Overlord to lock me away in a container? Will I be given to some unwitting charity as a large load of bric-a-brack? Tune in soon the wittering of a mad man, if I ever beat this evil plan and model again Until Next Time as Ever HELP

I don't know how, but I must have really upset the Gods of Railway modelling, as they have decided to severely restrict the amount of time I have free to model. However risking further wrath from the Gods or worst still the Domestic Overlord, I managed to find the smallest amount of spare time since my last update, and I have even had what I thought was a good idea. Stand by your beds, first things first the good idea, whilst I was pretending to take in the details on a recent house viewing, I was secretly thinking about the workbench of DOOM. On the bench, at the moment, are the trams, and 3 different locomotives, just to the side of the workbench I have some rolling stock to work on, and then to the side of this a whopping great layout (well a small one to work on). So while somebody was wittering on in the background, about remodelling kitchens, to improve the flow or something I thought I would when I got the opportunity post on here updates relating to specific areas, like the Trams, 7F, Flat Iron etc. So as the title of this post suggests, back to the Trams, with the aid of one of my tools of mass destruction, a mini drill and grinding disc and some of my handy collection of files, I managed to severely thin the sides so that I could fit them over adapted Kato chassis but also to make glazing easier. I even managed this without loping off a finger or two, though I did slightly cook them, who would have thought a simple mini drill could produce that much heat? To add a little variation to the Tram fleet, I have decided to try and model 3 slightly different Trams, 1 will have open driving cabs (as the original Tetley tram), 1 will have enclosed driving cabs, and the final 1 will have open cabs and balconies on the top deck (if only for an excuse to use my slitting discs). All have had the solid cast end windows opened up, with the help of a drill and lots of filling, and today they have all received a coat of primer, if only to highlight areas of improvement. So I guess this has probably angered the Modelling Gods enough so I think progress will now grind to a halt now, but you never know, miracles happen from time to time. Until the next time as ever Happy Modelling