My father built his steam locos to 4 3/4″ gauge (that’s him on the right and his railway on the left). My loco is 5″.
But it doesn’t stop at 1/4″. There is 3 1/2″; 7 1/4″; 7 1/2″ and these don’t begin to touch on the metric choices. It’s the same in the model railway scales: OO; HO; EM; P4 are all variants on accuracy lurking around rails 16mm apart. Why? or is it ‘Why not?’ Is it because engineers are involved and challenges raised? Is it because we are perverse, or is it because we strive for perfection – perceived or desired? Human nature? Continue reading
Why, when writing the About page, is it easier to describe what I do than to sketch what defines me?
To say “I am a Christian” seems very in–your–face and blunder-bussy: to me at least.
And the affirmation doesn’t begin to evince the breadth of implication. Rather, I feel, it can seem to be a closed — terminal even — accusation. ‘I’m this, get over it’, or ‘why aren’t you?’
So, I have been challenged by my own Blog to offer an open creed. Something that might attract questions; offers hope of resonance; may even be attractive.
It is on the About page and it may change during the journey.
I drew this in an Adobe app but subsequently found the product had been withdrawn; phut; a dead app. No possibility of upgrading or transferring to a new app. Fortunately I had saved all my work as jpegs but no chance of modification.
This is why I still buy CDs and books.
I’ve put up some Pages with stuff from before time began. As a radio amateur (ham) I keep my computer on GMT so it’s not yet the time it is.
Hope this makes sense.
So, reverser in full forward; drain-cocks open. Gently ease the regulator and close it again. And we start to move. Assailed with that somewhat exquisite aroma of burnt coal: like coal tar soap with added sulphur.
Now we need to get the radio in here somewhere. Next time maybe.