On my err um 009 layout, the line at one end goes into a tunnel with a tight U turn soon after after a bit under a hillside that's not unusual .
But then it goes through, through the back of a watermill, then through a soon to built terrace of houses, then after a Uie will appear between a hotel and a house at an angle that's almost impossible to see from the front of the layout.

Yes know what you mean Mick, I have placed a road over rail bridge to hide the hole on my layout, you can hardly see it with the trees but that was the idea.
Chris H.

Exactly. My concern was not just for a missing announcement but for Tom's welfare.
Seems some are very quick to fire a broadside

After dinner, the two friends wait for their conversation to resume in the quiet comfort of the Castle's Great Library. The aroma of aged leather-bound books mingles with the faint, smoky scent of the crackling oak log fire, enhancing the cosy atmosphere. Flickering shadows play upon the towering bookshelves, filled with volumes of ancient wisdom and tales of yore. The fire's comforting glow illuminates the room with a soft, flickering light that further enhances the tranquil ambience of the Great Library.

Jeremy, Giles' closest confidant, is seated in the plush comfort of a well-worn leather armchair, its dark brown surface gleaming in the soft glow of the firelight. The chair, like its twin across from it, has witnessed countless hours of intellectual discourse and friendly banter over many years.

Across from Jeremy, separated by a low, mahogany table scattered with remnants of their after-dinner coffee and cognac, sits Giles. His usually jovial face is drawn into an expression of deep thought, mirroring the seriousness that has settled over Jeremy's features.

The room around them is silent, save for the occasional pop and crackle from the logs on the fire. The quiet is not uncomfortable but filled with a sense of anticipation. The atmosphere is heavy with the weight of unspoken words, the shared understanding that comes from years of friendship adding depth to the silence. It is a moment frozen in time, a snapshot of tranquility amidst the thoughts troubling them.

The crackling fire provides a rhythmic soundtrack to their thoughts, the flames reflecting in their eyes. The seriousness of their expressions belies the warmth of their friendship, a testament to the many missions they have undertaken, both together and alone. As the fire crackles and pops, the conversation unfolds.

"Jeremy, you seem rather pensive. What's on your mind?" Giles asks, his gaze steady on his friend.

Jeremy clears his throat, his gaze steady on Giles. He leans forward in his chair, the firelight casting a warm glow on his serious face. "Giles", he begins, his voice steady and resolute, "Let's dive straight into the heart of the matter, shall we?" His words hang in the air, a testament to the gravity of the conversation that's about to unfold in the quiet comfort of the Great Library.

Giles takes a moment to absorb Jeremy's words, his gaze steady on the dancing flames of the fire. A soft sigh escapes him, a testament to the weight of the conversation that lies ahead. He then lifts his gaze to meet Jeremy's, a silent acknowledgement of his friend's resolve. His expression is calm, the seriousness of the situation reflected in his eyes. Yet, there is a certain determination there, a readiness to face whatever topic Jeremy is about to dive into. He gives a slight nod, signaling his agreement to proceed with the discussion. "Alright, Jeremy", he says, his voice steady, "Let's get to it."

Jeremy takes a deep breath, choosing his words carefully. "Giles, I've had a conversation with Sylvie. She shared some things about Eli's past that I think you should know."

Giles' expression turns curious, "What did Sylvie say about Eli?"

Jeremy continues, "She told me that Eli's mother had seen her father as a mature, seasoned, and strong man who she believed would safeguard and support her and their future children. However, beneath this facade of strength was a domineering man who resorted to alcohol when life got tough, drinking himself to an early grave, leaving his weak, widowed wife to raise Eli alone."

Giles leans forward. "I had no idea. Eli always seems so strong, so resilient."

"That's just it, Giles", Jeremy replies. Eli's strength and resilience are indeed born out of her past struggles. These experiences have indelibly marked her, shaping her into the person she is today. Sylvia shared with me her belief that Eli, much like her mother, finds herself drawn to strong men. However, there's an underlying apprehension, a fear of the possible repercussions."

"Do tell me more, Jeremy."

Quote from: 5213 65J on April 19, 2024, 08:54:54 PMAny chance of them all going for a short holiday?

Yes, they do, in January, after the snow clears.

Is there a source for moulded plastic or 3D-printed roofs for LNER Gresley carriages? I am 3D printing some carriages but can't model their roofs. I've a couple of plastic roofs from old models (Cavendish, I think) but need more and can't find any!

Have you read the conversation?

"Not seen Tom from N gauge news for a while, hope all's ok?"

"Think he's moving house"

Where is anyone chastising him for not posting or otherwise suggesting he doesn't deserve time to 'catch his breath'?

Hmmmm.

Moving house is one of life's great challenges along with birth of a child and death of a parent.

If the Ngaugenews website is a one man band then I think people need to cut him some slack.

We all have challenges in our lifetimes and we don't all run websites with up to the minute news etc.

Give the guy some space to catch his breath.

GE

I've got a raod with a row of half relief terrace houses in front of my backscene, road bridge at each end "disguise" the track vanishing rather than a tunnel.

Any chance of them all going for a short holiday?