shortliner

Does that mean it is "A Runner" then?

No - the Scots wear kilts so the sheep don't get frightened by the sound of zips! - Stage left (hastily!)

Another modeller with a similar area and lack of space - http://bigbluetrains.com/forum/viewtopic.php?f=46&t=8594 - may be of help.

Pretty sure that you are right - but that doesn't preclude your shortline from have bought/inherited a couple for use in MOW service,or an industry using them for a specific purpose - and you can always use Rule One ! IMRR

If you need a couple more "shortie" cars for a small space railroad there are the short Taconite cars ( shipping very heavy ore), and the "Beer can" tank cars. Both have bogies and take up little space Beer and Tacos Somehow that almost sounds like a Mexican Lunch ! Both these are available through Athearn, and if you need ideas for layouts in small spaces - if you haven't already found Carls small layout scrapbook try http://www.carendt.com/ These are N gauge http://www.cke1st.com/m_train2.htm Moving up a bit in size https://huntervalleylines.wordpress.com/2015/12/01/the-end-of-one-year-and-the-beginning-of-the-next/look at his layout designs

Can I suggest a search on Ebay for "Hat pins" They are longer, there are thousands available, and they are SO MUCH MORE effective !

I wonder if a Pickfords removal lorry might be a"timely" era-specific addition with a family moving in , or "flitting" - not sure if one of these would be suitable eBay item number: 262129606191

According to the lunchtime Radio4 BBC news - it has been dropped by many US retail stores - takings in UK retail were carp, and only internet traders did well - Amazon profits were superb they say.

A quick trip to the (local) shops this morning (Farmfoods/Lidl/More reasons) together with the thought that it is clucking fold - Got back into the car and realised that the snow line on the local Bens is at around 75 meters which is only around 40' above where we live - here it persisteth in large quantities. I suspect this is set to continue throughout the weekend - that will put an end to further expeditions! May your day proceed expeditiously and in the manner you would like it to - may those exhibiting have a gremlin-free day

Ian (Able) A shame , from your POV, that Warley and Glasgow are separated by so much time - Glasgow is another that is well worth a visit! - best to the patient!

Not wanting to put you off - but to inspire you - can I suggest a look at this http://www.railroad-line.com/forum/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=23011- superb modelling - Only look when you have a couple of spare hours - there are several pages !!!

I have to admit that in my house the O in the title tends to vanish! What a total waste of space!

Great news, Ian - give her my best! Jack

......such as Carshalton sur Mer, perhaps ???

We have just, at 1450, been visited by a male and female fieldfare on the cotoneaster hedge, gobbling berries , along with 4 blackbirds, here in the land of the Frozen Haggis - stap me vitals - 'tis cold!

You need to extend the loading siding, or move the loader - as it is, you could ony fit one and a half wagons under it, and it would normally accept more for efficient working - otherwise a nice job

.......and then there is the SPECTRE C130 gun platform with the field gun strapped inside it - alleged to be the fastest accelerating C130 around!

Postiche is available from Green Scenes, but you may need Poly Fibre from Woodland Scenics. Postiche should also be available from Theatrical suppliers

But the Gatling in the A-10 Warthog does a much better job!

To me that looks like somebody did a Chewbacca conversion and then painted it with white primer

........Isn't it a good thing it isn't called Fluckr......???

A hungry young bloke, who was short on money, walks into a seedy cafe in Glasgow. He sits in the corner and notices an old Jock with his arms folded, staring blankly at a bowl of chilli. After ten minutes of just sitting there staring at it, the hungry bloke bravely asks. "If you aren't going to eat that, mind if I do?" The old Jock slowly turns his head toward the young bloke and says. "Nah, ye can gae ahead." Eagerly, the young bloke reaches over and slides the bowl over to his place and starts spooning it in with delight. He gets nearly down to the bottom and notices a dead mouse in the chilli. The sight was shocking and he immediately pukes up the chili back into the bowl. The old Jock, without looking up, wryly says. "Aye, that's as far as I got."

Steve - see post 65 - you may have to wait for an answer. Jack

Love that use for an Airfix footbridge - what did you use for the cage and its supports?

For centuries, the Kung bushmen from the deserts of southern Namibia have known what to do if a drought threatened their crops: dance in clockwise circles while improvising harmonic chants at the edge of the village to implore the sky gods for rain. Now, unfortunately they are facing both mortification and hunger as an older generation of men with two left feet try to join in. ‘It’s excruciating,’ 19-year-old goat herdsman Mpumpomelo Nujoma told an anthropologist. ‘These 50-something old fools just sit around doing nothing much all year, then when we need rain, there they are shuffling about out of synch, deluding themselves that they are impressing both the village girls and the spirits of our ancestors. And considering we live our entire lives stark naked, it just isn’t going to happen, is it?’ Since the 1950s, the 90,000-strong San, Sho, Barwa, Kung and Khwe tribes of southern Africa have gradually abandoned their hunter-gatherer lifestyles and settled in villages. This makes them vulnerably dependent on unpredictable weather patterns, hence the development of a complex series of rain dances. ‘Dad rain dancing’ is seen as totally counter-productive. Many of the older men perform their dances on a hillside, contrary to all tradition, yodelling cliché-ridden lyrics out of tune in 4/4 time and rapidly getting out of breath. ‘In many cases, they spin anti-clockwise, which could actually be driving the rain away, even if the sight of a 54-year-old attempting some breakdance moves he learned off an American tourist should logically make the sky want to cry,’ Nujoma said. With no rainfall in the past five months and the threat of crop failure looming, Nujoma admitted that bold measures are needed. ‘The sages tell us of a kingdom far away called ‘Scotland’ where, strange to say, it actually rains more than you would want it to,’ he said. ‘We are therefore clubbing together to send my useless old uncle to attend a ‘ceilidh’ and learn to ‘Strip the Willow’. I hear you are even encouraged to drink fermented crops first, so the silly old goat should love that.’