Page 1 (1-10) 1. Good exhibitions. 2. Layout information. 3. Standards. 4. Talking to the public. 5. Wagon loads. 6. Exhibition performance. 7. What is black? 8. What sort of show visitor are you? 9. What happens when we're gone? 10. How much does it cost?
Page 2 (11-20) 11.Visiting the colonel. 12. Are you a secret modeller? 13. Getting trained. 14. train simulation. 15. The quality of shows 16. Extending the layout 17. Involving the public 18. Are you consistent? 19. Trains for children 20. When modelling is done
Page 3 (21-30) 21. Model hoodies 22. Believeable backscenes 23. Oddities on wheels 24. Real railway modellers 25. How long is a train? 26. Talking rubbish 27. Whoops 28. Family layouts 29. A load of odd loads 30. Is big better?
Page 4 (31- 40) 31. What are clubs for? 32. Layout in a pickle 33. What to wear at shows 34. The unconnected exhibition 35. The Great Easter Egg Hunt 36. Practice makes perfect 37. Models in strange places 38. Admission charges 39. Evangelism 40. Websites
Page 5 (41- ) 41. Soldering
“Phil said that I’d had been invited to meet the Colonel. I feared we were in for an evening with some twittering old fool, but he had a model railway,” Ken continued with growing excitement, “and it was fantastic. I’ve never seen anything like it. Two main line termini, suburban stations, county town, junctions and rural branches. The scenery was basic but adequate. The stock wasn’t super-detailed but it ran reliably. The whole layout was great to operate.”
“Sounds expensive,” observed Peter, who may not have actually started to buy anything for his model of Granary-St-Mary.
“Too big to maintain,” suggested Paul, who apparently can’t even get his one-platform modern image branch line to work.
“It was started by the Colonel’s father in the fifties,” Ken explained. “It’s been modified, upgraded and expanded a bit at a time ever since. The Colonel’s son is going to continue the family tradition.”
“How boring,” Paul observed. “The same layout for over fifty years.”
“There were signal boxes that worked the signals,” Ken continued, ignoring the comment. “That’s quite unusual for a model railway. They were all connected by bells, block instruments and phones. There was even a District Controller who phoned through wanting reports on the progress of trains and issuing orders.
“No scope for initiative then?” Jim said. “Simply following instructions doesn’t require any imagination.”
“Plenty of scope for both imagination and initiative,” Ken countered. “Each signalman had to decide how he was going to solve, in a prototypical manner, the problems caused by conflicting train paths, especially when trains were running out of course.”
“There was the Colonel’s usual band of operators. They knew what they were doing. I just about managed to control a station on the branch line, but only with lots of help from the regulars. There was a timetable. We had to make sure the passenger trains made their booked connections and that vans and milk tanks were correctly attached and detached. The wagons went between specified goods yard and factory sidings carrying designated loads, just like the real thing.”
“Exactly,” Fred observed. “Isn’t that what modelling railways is all about? Trying to recreate in miniature the workings of a real railway.”
“By the end of the evening I was exhausted but elated,” Ken reflected. “Great camaraderie. I can well see why the other chaps are so keen to attend. Some of them had travelled thirty miles or more to be there. And then they had another thirty or more to get back home. An absolutely marvellous experience.”
“It just goes to show,” said the chairman, “that a model doesn’t have to be fully scenic or super-detailed to provide challenging, enjoyable and worthwhile operation. Perhaps we should adopt the same principles ourselves.” Now who could disagree with that?
Ken has a theory that the our village is full of secret railway modellers. He’s spotted clues. The Ratio box hiding in a bin bag. A short length of flexible sleepering lying in mud. A show programme secreted in the waste paper skip. Other club members had also noted similar signs of model railways. None of these are from children toys.
“The magazines don’t stay on the newsagent’s shelf for very long,” volunteered Peter. “Somebody must be buying them. And it’s not just us.”
“They ought to make themselves known,” announced Paul. We laughed. He keeps his railway totally under wraps. No club member has ever seen his layout or even a single item intended for it. It’s so secret we’re not even sure that it exists.
“It’s almost as if they didn’t want folks to know about their hobby,” Jim suggested.
“Exactly,” Fred agreed. “It’s always been like that. I’ve got magazines from the early part of last century where authors only used pseudonyms. They were afraid that if their identity were revealed, they would be ridiculed by their friends, ostracised by their neighbours and thought unsuitable for promotion by their employers.”
“It’s not like that now,” said Nigel. “I don’t mind who knows I’m a modeller. I’ll discuss railways with anybody.” We all smiled. Nigel talks to everybody about railways, especially if it is modelling the western Peak District in the spring of 1956.
“I think we should be proud of what we do,” Graham added. “We’re maintaining a rich and honourable heritage, practising and developing a range of crafts. Why, supplying its needs is a major cottage industry.”
“Perhaps we should keep watch at the newsagents,” Dan suggested. “Stage a stake-out on the days they’re published.” The rest of us laughed. Can you imagine any of us looking unobtrusive while peering round the carousel of picture postcards?
“We should expose the closet railway modellers,” added
“What, ‘outing’ them, like homosexuals were during the seventies and eighties?” Felicity asked.
“In the long run, that’s meant that people now accept a range of sexual orientations as being unremarkable,” Jim observed. “People should treat railway modelling as just another normal hobby.”
“If you can have festivals like Gay Pride why not festivals of Railway Modelling Pride?” Bill suggested.
“We do,” Nigel exclaimed. “They’re called exhibitions.”
“Ah, but the press always take the line that we’re just big boys playing with children’s toys, rather than practising a serious artistic craft,” Ken commented. “The way they portray us is so far from the truth and it gives the hobby a poor image.”
“Changing public attitudes is a slow process,” the chairman advised. “The best we can do is to keep our ears open, talk sensibly to those that want to listen, invite along anybody that shows an interest, and make them welcome when they come to an exhibition or a club meeting.” And who could disagree with that?
Graham was trying to enlarge the operating team for the club’s 4mm scale layout, but was receiving no support from some club members.
“I’m not going to operate that layout,” said Paul. “You’ve made the control panel far too complicated.”
“It’s not complicated,” Graham retorted. “It’s just that there are lots of switches. If you want it simpler, then you’ll be limited to just one locomotive on the entire system at any one time. That’s going to be really boring to drive and doesn’t make best use of the track. It’ll be rather like Peter’s railway.”
“I’ve gone for practical simplicity, “ Peter retorted defensively, “whereas you’ve made the control panel unnecessarily confusing.”
“From what I’ve heard, your layout is so simple that it’s just a single line to a single platform,” Jim chided. “It’d turn-off the public if you ever exhibited it.” This really upset Peter.
“If you think on-off and two-way centre-off switches are complicated, then how come you manage to drive your car?” Graham continued. “It’s got switches, knobs and push-buttons all over the dashboard. And then there are at least six functions on just one of the arms behind the steering wheel.”
“They’re all necessary,” Paul insisted. “It’s what’s expected of a top-of-the-range model.”
“How many do you use frequently?” Bill enquired.
“Not many,” was Paul’s reply, “but they’re all needed at one time or another.”
“Then think of the club layout as a high specification model,” Jim suggested. ”Some switches are used frequently, but they’re all needed at one time or another to provide prototypical operation and the flexibility to entertain the audience.”
“Your car and the layout both use twelve volts DC and many colours of wire,”
“I don’t think it’s that easy,” observed Felicity. “It’s a matter of familiarity. I hate changing to a new car because the switches are not in the same places.”
“But when you get a new car, you get to know where they are, don’t you?” Paul asked.
“Well, yes,” Felicity agreed, “over time, for most of them.”
“Exactly,” said Fred. “Over time. People who operate at exhibitions must make the time to learn the layout before hand. It’s rather like learning to drive a car. We all take at least twenty hours to acquire the basic skills and much longer to become truly competent. Even changing from one vehicle to another takes time. It annoys me when folk turn up to operate at shows and they aren’t familiar with the controls or the operating procedures because they haven’t bothered to practise them.”
“Would it be a good idea if we had regular training sessions for the exhibition teams and those who want to join them?” the chairman asked. We all agreed ... But it remains to be seen how many will turn up and take rehearsals seriously.
Nigel popped into the club-room last week. We hadn’t seen him for several weeks and were beginning to wonder why. He explained that he’d been spending too much time driving a railway simulation on his computer to do any serious modelling.
“It’s great,” he enthused. “I can drive a train along the
“… the spring of 1956,” we all chanted in chorus, and fell about laughing.
“How did you know that?” he asked, highly puzzled. And we laughed even more.
“Ah, but is computer simulation really railway modelling?”
“I doubt it,” was Jim’s reply. “Think of all those car rally video games. They haven’t stopped youths from wanting to learning to drive and then racing round like maniacs.”
“But can they service their cars, diagnose faults and cure them?” Bill asked. “Can they recognise problems from changes in engine noise. Could they build a kit car?”
We agreed that one of the many pleasures of railway modelling was the physical process of converting raw materials, components and kits into three-dimensional rolling stock, realistic buildings and believable landscape.
“You can’t do that with a computer,” Ken pointed out. “Unlike virtual reality, what you’ve built doesn’t disappear when you switch off.”
“It’s just a different medium with which to create an illusion of reality,” Felicity suggested. “Instead of metal, plastic and electrons you use hardware, software and electrons.”
“Exactly,” Fred said. “But if you only drive the simulation, then it’s operating without building. Just playing with somebody else’s train set. Now the really constructive part is writing the computer program. That’s not a task any of us can do.”
“It’s a bit like using a cab-view from a model” Graham commented. “Has anybody tried driving a train with simulated inertia when only watching the screen?”
We’d all seen cab-view monitors at exhibitions but nobody had practical experience of controlling one of these layouts. We guessed that driving from the cab was probably harder than it appeared, especially getting the train to stop in exactly the right place.
“I don’t think computer simulations or cab-tv are at all relevant to real railway modelling,” Paul announced dogmatically. “A complete waste of time and money. I see no point in trying them.”
“I’m not so sure about that,” the chairman cautioned. “I think they both have their place. After I tried a simulation, I really appreciated the expertise of the drivers who do it for real and it made me think about how I should drive my model locos in a more prototypical way. And I hope you’ll agree, that’s only a good thing.”
It had been a busy weekend for shows. Club members had a choice of four in the region. Some had been to all of them. And there had been a lot of news and gossip passed on.
“Did you know the Plonkton lot won’t visit any model railway show that isn’t run by a genuine model railway club, let alone exhibit at one,” Bill observed.
“Ah,” Fred said. “They’re worried that non-specialist organisers will put on sub-standard shows that give the public wrong ideas of what modern railway modelling is all about.”
“That’s quite true,” Jim commented. “I once went to a show organised on behalf of a youth club. There was some dire stuff. I overheard one operator boasting to another that they’d actually got the bottom circuit running. It seems the layout had been in a garden shed for the previous seven years and was covered in cobwebs when they brought it in. I could see that they hadn’t got rid of all the spiders. They were the only things that moved on the upper level. Now that really does give railway modelling a bad name.”
“But not all non-club shows are rubbish,” countered Ken. “Think of the show at Nether Hamblins. The chap that runs it is no railway modeller, but he visits dozens of shows each year and recognises a good layout when he sees one. He’s never booked a duff layout yet. That’s why his shows are popular and raise so much money for charity.”
“Nether Hamblins is a great show,” Graham agreed. “It’s hard to get in, it’s so packed. And I’ve been to some club shows that were pathetic.”
“So what should we do about these poor shows?” Paul asked. “These are the ones that let the hobby down, give us a poor public image.”
“Let’s get the Plonkton club to exhibit one their superb layouts,” Peter suggested, “then the these amateur organisers will see what a quality layout really is.”
“But would they recognise one if they saw it?” Felicity asked. “Who would take the time to explain the difference between good and bad exhibits.”
“Would the organisers want to listen in the first place? They might even be offended,” cautioned Bill.
“But it might raise public expectations,” Paul suggested. “That would put pressure on the organisers of sub-standard shows.”
“There’s a code of practice for 0-gauge kits,” Peter observed. “Perhaps there should be one for model railway shows. Organisers of non-compliant shows wouldn’t get the seal of approval.”
“Ah!” exclaimed
“Shouldn’t the Regional Federation do more?” Paul suggested. “ Circulate explanations for organisers, sponsors, exhibitors and visiting public on what constitutes good practice. Put up posters at shows. Write to editors of local papers. That sort of stuff.”
“I don’t think it really matter who organises shows” the chairman mused, “provided they have quality exhibits that are well presented.” It’s up to us to compliment good shows and tactfully suggest improvements to the organisers of poor ones.” Now who could disagree with that?
Last week, the 00-group were basking in their successful trip to the Mucklesworth exhibition. They proudly displayed their trophy for ‘Best in Show’ and gleefully listed the well-known layouts that they had beaten.
“We’ve now got plans to extend the layout,”
“Oh, dear,” commented Graham. “That could spoil a good display that is rightly popular with the public.”
“It’ll make it more like a real railway,”
“But scale length isn’t always a good thing,” Graham continued. “It depends what you do within that additional length.” He explained that as layouts increase in size, so it takes longer for a train to leave the fiddle yard, traverse the scenic section and re-enter its fiddle track. This can make for a boring performance for the viewing public, though the operators don't recognise this as they are involved full-time in driving the train for the whole circuit.
“There are ways round that,” Paul interjected. “The following train can leave the fiddle yard once the previous one is in public view. That gives a rapid succession of trains.”
“And no end of a head-ache for the operators endeavouring to maintain that intensity of traffic hour after hour,” Bill cautioned.
“There are better ways to keep thing moving in front of the public,” Fred counselled. Someone suggested quadruple tracks and another a station with shunting.
“That’s two ways,” Fred replied. “What about loops to hold slower trains while a faster ones overtakes them? A slower train can set off as soon as the previous one is back in the fiddle yard. Because the faster train is out of sight, it doesn’t seem odd that the slower one pulls away well before the one in front could be expected to have safely passed the next signal box. And because it’s accelerating only slowly, there is plenty of time for the fiddle-yard operators to deal with both trains.”
“It’ll be best if the extension has features that generates additional traffic,” Graham advised, “rather than just increasing the length of plain track between the station and the scenic break.”
“Nothing of operational excitement ever happens between the distant signal and the outer home,” Jim agreed, forgetting that present day railways aren’t always semaphore signalled. “It’s just a length of track that trains have to cover.”
“It’s rather like a tv drama,” Graham observed. “The key incidents follow each other fairly quickly, with the long periods between them either totally ignored or taken up with a different story-line. Isn’t this how we should build and operate our models? A long layout requires several centres of operational interest if it is to satisfy the public.”
Before things got too heated, the chairman intervened. He pointed out that any proposal would have to go before the committee and be approved at the AGM. “Audience interest is an important consideration in any layout intended for public exhibition. Let’s see what the 00-team come up with and then judge it on its merits.” And everybody agreed with that.
A few weeks ago, we got round to talking about the opportunities for people to become actively involved when they visited a model railway exhibition.
“Adults don’t want to get involved” was Peter’s instant opinion. “They are unsure of their own competence and afraid of making fools of themselves in public.” The rest of us smiled. Peter often tells us what we should do, but hasn’t yet got the courage to do it himself on his Granary-St-Mary layout.
“Some layout presenters are very good at involving the public,” Bill observed. “I once saw a guy with a simple shunting layout. He explained how and why shunting was carried out and invited children and their parents to join in by working the point levers. His stentorian tones carried and it wasn’t long before every exhibitor in the entire hall knew he was working the audience for all he was worth.”
“ ‘Alex pull on your lever, Chloe push, Mum push’, he would call out as he directed operations. And periodically there were cheers and applause when families got all the wagons in the correct sidings. One wag suggested that with all this ‘Mum push’ stuff, it sounded a bit like a maternity ward.”
“Though some of the serious exhibitors didn’t like it,” Bill continued, “he was certainly getting whole families interested, involved and hence excited in railway operations. As the purists tut-tutted, perhaps it was they who should have considered how effective they were at convincing any generation that this hobby is for them.”
“I’ve seen a layout that represents the terminus of a light railway,” Jane commented. “There with a succession of mixed trains to reverse, drop off incoming wagons and pick up others. There was work for two visitors, one as driver and the other as signalman. People were having a wonderful time, under the strict guidance of the presenter. While shunting proceeded, he explained railway operations, such as why the vacuum-braked coach had to be next to the locomotive and the purpose of the guard’s van at the rear of the train. Many in his audience left with a much improved understanding of real railways.”
“Some youngsters are better operators than adults,” was Fred’s contribution. “I saw one layout where a lad of about nine or ten was directing operations. The other operators, some many times his age, were obeying his instructions. Their conversations showed that they were treating him as an equal, at least as far as running trains were concerned. I thought it was a lovely situation.”
“But will he stay as a modeller?” Paul asked, dismissively.
“Who knows,” Felicity replied, “and does it matter really? The happy memory of time spent working as a successful team will remain with him for many years. Whatever hobbies he has later in life, I bet he’ll grow up with a far more positive attitude towards co-operation and the older generations than the standard estate hoodie.”
“The best shows for me are the ones where I finish up helping to work a layout,” Ken observed.
“Isn’t that what shows are all about?” the chairman enquired. “Engaging with the public. If we want our great hobby to have a future, public involvement has to be designed-in, not an after-thought or just left to chance. ” And who could disagree with that?
The other week we got round to talking about presentation. Fred had been describing an 0-gauge layout at the Carters Barr show. It had been built by a chap widely respected for his practical skill and excellent articles on the construction of prize-winning locomotives.
“The locos were of museum quality,” Fred enthused. “They were immaculate. Each was transported in a custom-built velvet-lined box and only handled with gloves. The coaches were OK, but the goods wagons were scruffy. Many had bits missing. Not surprising really, as they were kept loose in a dilapidated cardboard box.”
“The track-work had the merest scattering of ballast,” Jane said, continuing the theme of censure. “Grass was simply lumps of day-glow green foam, and the backscene was just a gaudy daub. I couldn’t believe it was all built by the same person.”
“No consistency of standard,” Fred concluded. “Great pity. Great pity.”
“But not everybody can be good at all aspects of the hobby,” Paul said, providing a defence.
“He should have got an artist to do it for him,” was Peter’s remedy.
“Perhaps he wants it to be his layout,” Bill suggested, “all his own work, rather than a team effort.”
“I’ve no problem with that,” Paul continued.
“But why inflict layouts with really sub-standard aspects on the public?” Jane asked. “If his only interest is in locomotives, why not run them on bare track?”
“The track-bed could be a neutral colour, the sky too,” Fred suggested. “Both could be shades that set of the locos to best advantage, rather than having attention diverted by crude and garish scenery.”
“But is bare track a model railway? “ Bill asked.
“Perhaps not,” Fred agreed, “but then again, perhaps it is. It’s like art. Sketches by the masters are not completed paintings, but they can beautiful, instructive and inspirational. Some command high prices. Surely a display of moving locomotives can be viewed in the same way. After all, its just one stage up from display cases of competition models, and we’ve no problem with them. At least it proves the quality of running, rather than the possibility that the model is just a good paint job on a duff body.”
“Then there are the people who only build layouts,” Felicity observed. “They’re not that bothered about running them. They’re happiest when doing the scenic details.”
“And what about those rich folk who have everything build to commission,” Paul asked, with a touch of disdain. “Are they true railway modellers, or just people who like to have a model railway?”
“If what they have had built and the way they operate their system follow prototype practice,” Ken answered, “then as far as I’m concerned, they’re true railway modellers.”
“People can concentrate on whatever ever aspects of railway modelling most pleases them,” the chairman observed, “but I think it would be a good idea if they though carefully about how best to display their efforts when showing them in public.” Now who could disagree with that?
There were mutterings the last week about the lack of recruits to railway modelling. Several reasons were suggested. But the general impression given by shows featured highly in the ensuing conversation.
“We’ve got to catch them young,” Bill advised. “But some show organisers seem determined to frighten youngsters away. They book layouts that are far too high for children to see what’s happening. There are no steps or viewing platforms. Then there are the ones where there’s nobody explaining what’s going on in terms the youngsters can understand. And above all, they don’t have anything for them to do.”
“Quite true,” Felicity joined in. “I once saw a layout billed as ‘Thomas for the Children.’ But it was heavily protected behind a security barrier and plastered with stern ‘DON’T TOUCH’ signs. What a way to kill youngsters’ interest and enthusiasm!”
“But children are a nuisance,” Paul retorted. “They can’t keep their hands to themselves. Always putting their sticky fingers on the track, grabbing locos, breaking signals and grubbing up the scenic dressing.”
“Is it because the parents haven’t explained how to behave at an exhibition?” Jim asked.
“I’m sure it’s because most just want to join in,” Felicity replied. “Perhaps a Code of Visitor Conduct should be displayed, or a statement in the programme about exhibition etiquette.”
“We bought a family ticket at Fenleigh St Michael,” Jane reported, but the show wasn’t very family-friendly. On their Thomas layout, our grandson recognised Henry. He was the only loco on view and hadn’t moved for some time. ‘Choo-choo move,’ he called out. But the operator didn’t respond. He then said quite clearly ‘Choo-choo move. Henry move, now. Please.’ But again the operator declined to say or do anything. An opportunity to interact with the audience was lost.”
“Some youngsters are quite knowledgeable,” Fred observed, “even really young ones. I remember another Thomas layout. A little chap, perhaps only three or four years old, asked the operator where Bertie the Bus was.”
“We don’t do road transport,” was the dismissive answer when the operator finally responded to the young enthusiast’s repeated question. It’s not as if Bertie was irrelevant. He was introduced by Rev Awdry quite early in his series of books and has a key role in several of the stories.
“The lad was visibly confused, if not upset, by the operator’s attitude,” Jane added. “He could so easily have given a more positive answer. If only the operator had asked whether they should have a Bertie the Bus on the layout and why he was important.”
“Perhaps there should be layouts clearly set up for kids to operate,” Bill suggested. “If they are happy, then Mum will be pleased it was a family trip. She might even countenance Dad spending some money on a family project. But if the kids are bored, Mum will get agitated and want to be off. Dad won’t have a chance really look at the displays, so he feels frustrated. He won’t have time to buy anything, so the traders will have lost sales. And the family might not attend that or any other show again.”
“We’d better see what we can do at our show,” the chairman observed. And everybody agreed, though it remains to be seen whether this can be translated into opportunities for participation and changes in operator attitude.
Bill seemed quite down when he came into the clubroom the other week. We though he’d suffered bereavement. He just moped about, not showing his usual enthusiasm for anything that was going on.
It took us some time to discover the cause. It was nothing to do with the family. His wife, kids and parents were all in excellent health. It wasn’t work either. He’d just been put in charge of a prestige project, and he’d got a pay-rise to go with it.
“I’ve just completed the last building for my permanent layout at home,” he finally admitted “There’s nothing else left to do.”
“There’s always little details to add,” Felicity suggested, as she tried to jolly him along. “All those people, dogs and cats, sheep and cows, cars and lorries, just caught momentarily resting from their busy lives.” She’s able to add those subtle magic touches that animate a layout, lifts it from the formulaic mundane, and make it a joy to examine closely.
“You’ll be able to concentrate on operation,” Nigel suggested. “Now, I’ve go lots of information about train movements across the …”
“… Western Peak District in May 1956,” we all intoned in chorus before he could finish. While we laughed, Nigel repeated what we had just said, with a puzzled look on his face. He still hasn’t worked out how we know his pet topic of conversation.
“What about a pair of scratch-built 21s,” Graham’s suggested. “They’d be most appropriate for your line. There’s no kit so it’ll take you years to complete them.”
“You’ll have time to build a factory for the club layout,” Ken observed. “We’ve never got enough willing hands, especially for the big buildings.”
“There’ll be no excuse not to finish fitting out the club-room,” Peter joked. But he never seems to have time to start anything, never mind actually complete a task.
“You’ll be able to write articles about it for the magazines,” muttered Paul. He’s always telling people how to do things, though we’ve never seen anything of the stock or layout on which he puts into practice his great fund of knowledge and advice.
“You could do an exhibition quickie,”
“Fancy being club secretary?” Jim offered. “You’ll be able to set a record for promptness in replying to the club’s invitation to exhibit.” The bane of our secretary is the exhibitor who delays accepting until the last moment, in spite of repeated phone calls, sending reminders and enclosing SAEs.
“To be without a layout under construction is a truly dismal situation,” said Fred, feigning sympathy. “You could always convert it to P4!”
It was Jane who came up with the most sensible suggestion. “You should get out more. Go and look at real railways, both network and preserved. Take the family. You’ll soon find something to inspire you.”
“That’s always relevant to good modelling,” the chairman observed. And we all agreed with him.
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