So good, we did it twice
Sunday 29 January 2012
Some more photos are here.
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Corris, cobblers and custard
Wednesday 18 January 2012
Wisely the chairman decided to get this particular presentation out of the way quickly at the beginning of the year, notwithstanding that this required the presenter to prepare two talks in quick succession. However at least he won a raffle prize second time round.
An edited version of the talk is here.
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An old exhibition manager fades away
Thursday 29 December 2011
One of our longer-serving members was laid to rest today. Norman was building the club's N-gauge layout 'Dulverton' when I joined the club 25 years ago. He made me welcome and I stayed, although both of us went gradually upmarket in scale, me by choice and he by necessity as eyesight problems developed.
Norman took over the exhibition manager role at a critical time when the then chairman/exhibition manager left, and laid the foundations for a show which has gone from strength to strength. Latterly he found the Southport Model Engineers more met his needs, but he was a regular visitor both to our exhibition and to Jim's barbecues.
We must also record with regret the recent loss of Stewart Mason, one-time member of the club and retired Merseyrail traction inspector.
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A carry on at Christmas
Wednesday 21 December 2011
Yuletide again already, and a modest celebration of the event is held at the clubrooms. For the first time ever this included freshly-prepared bacon sandwiches in addition to the usual crisps, peanuts and mince pies, evidence that the country may be going to the financial dogs but SMRS is still capable of defying the odds and having a good time. The chairman gave a speech in similar Churchillian tones, with a touch of Mr Grace from Are You Being Served? thrown in for good measure.
And Joe celebrated not only with winning two of the three raffle prizes but also with a kiss from Mother Christmas. Which he enjoyed the most is not recorded, this being a respectable website.
Finally one must record an example of technical innovation for which the club is nearly famous, namely the illumination of the approved route to the external facilities, by a combination of a white line marking the edge of the path and a new lamp to show it up in all its reflected glory.
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Sleeping around Scotland
Tuesday 13 December 2011
'Twas a dark and stormy night, and a dozen members braved the elements to hear Derek the Elder present a talk on the last 17 years of sleeper trips. I suspect Heather's cooking was at least an equal draw, but whatever the reasons a good time was had by all, a mixture of reminiscing by those who had been on a trip and wondering what all the fuss was about by those who had not. Probably the most interesting aspect was the statistics:18,500 miles covered, 22 rail routes, 11 ferries and 11 islands, to name only some.
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A fistful of shovels
Saturday 26 November 2011
November brings not only fogs and gales but also the annual Ravenglass track week, notwithstanding the fact that it lasts a fortnight. As before, a select band of SMRS members volunteered their services to shovel ballast, hump sleepers and do anything else, within reason, required of us by the railway authorities. A novel factor this year was the choice of sleeping quarters, namely 'Elmira' one of two Pullman sleeping cars kept at Ravenglass station. Built nearly a century ago its history included a period serving as an ambulance car in the First World War.
One unfortunate incident occurred on day two of our excursion, when a number of sheep got onto the line and fell foul of a fleet of ballast wagons being propelled towards the worksite. The casualty list was one sheep immediately dispatched to the Great Shepherd in the Sky, and one severely shocked by premature burial in half a ton of quarry bottoms. The latter animal was last seen making good its escape from the scene of the incident, no doubt to consult its lawyer at the earliest opportunity. Two wagons were upended and suffered damage to both woodwork and running gear, testament to the hardy nature of Cumbrian fell sheep.
A happier incident was the presentation to Dr Ford of a memento to mark the start of his passage towards at least partial retirement. This took the form of a sign pointing to the leisure activity of choice for the discerning consultant. The contributors were those who have the most cause to be grateful for his open-house policy regarding sleeping accommodation at his Porthmadog flat.
Some photos and a bit of video are here.
One unfortunate incident occurred on day two of our excursion, when a number of sheep got onto the line and fell foul of a fleet of ballast wagons being propelled towards the worksite. The casualty list was one sheep immediately dispatched to the Great Shepherd in the Sky, and one severely shocked by premature burial in half a ton of quarry bottoms. The latter animal was last seen making good its escape from the scene of the incident, no doubt to consult its lawyer at the earliest opportunity. Two wagons were upended and suffered damage to both woodwork and running gear, testament to the hardy nature of Cumbrian fell sheep.
A happier incident was the presentation to Dr Ford of a memento to mark the start of his passage towards at least partial retirement. This took the form of a sign pointing to the leisure activity of choice for the discerning consultant. The contributors were those who have the most cause to be grateful for his open-house policy regarding sleeping accommodation at his Porthmadog flat.
Some photos and a bit of video are here.
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Wiring (almost) without wires
Tuesday 15 November 2011
Another month, another meal (shepherd's pie and apple pie, separate plates, if you were wondering) and another talk. This time Alan made a late substitution to speak on How to Have Fun With Your Model Railway. And it was not just the title that was unconventional, the form of presentation eschewed modern technology and reverted to old-fashioned chalk-and-talk, complete with school easel. A minor sop to modernity was the use of a whiteboard, sorry neutrally-coloured rewritable display surface, and assorted pens in primary colours.
In quick succession the intricacies of reverse loops, live-frog points and capacitor discharge systems were reduced to a simple matter of an extra wire here and a couple of line breaks there. One surprising fact we learned was that DCC may not always mean fewer wires and simpler connections, whatever its apologists might claim.
Such was the popularity of the subject that the hosts eventually felt compelled to remind the company that they had an early start in the morning and would we please stop talking and go home. School was never like this.
In quick succession the intricacies of reverse loops, live-frog points and capacitor discharge systems were reduced to a simple matter of an extra wire here and a couple of line breaks there. One surprising fact we learned was that DCC may not always mean fewer wires and simpler connections, whatever its apologists might claim.
Such was the popularity of the subject that the hosts eventually felt compelled to remind the company that they had an early start in the morning and would we please stop talking and go home. School was never like this.
Why go Italian?
Wednesday 19 October 2011
The first question James posed at the monthly presentation meeting was 'Why model Italian railways?' Apparently his aunt was to blame, by taking two young and innocent teenage nephews on a holiday to Italy. 35 years later, he stood up to tell us about progress so far. It was a true multimedia presentation, with photos, books and models all combining to relate the story of Italian steam, which finished with new builds in the 1920's but was still going 60 years later.
For the first time the meeting was held at Ian and Heather's, where a combination of congenial surroundings and good cuisine may well prompt calls for revisits. Comfy chairs, too.
Reforestation, one tree at a time
Wednesday 19 October 2011
An impromptu tutorial session at the club on Friday, with Ian giving a demonstration of a quick and easy method for making trees, This involved twisted wire, short lengths of sisal, spray-on glue and the scenic scatter of your choice. Such was the success of the demo that he was promptly offered the contract for 130+ trees for Talisker Glen. Regrettably he declined the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, with the chairman suggesting instead a communal tree-making session or two, for as many as could be accommodated, or who wished to be volunteered.
Exhibition time again
Friday 14 October 2011
The attendance was slightly down, but expenses were too, and the efforts of John and Hilary at the members' sales stall resulted in a record amount being raised over the two days, contributing to a healthy positive equity situation. Good things were said about the quality of the exhibits and of the treasurer's bacon rolls.
Good party, too.
Some more photos are here.
Another man down
Friday 14 October 2011
It is sometimes said that railway modelling is a pensioner's hobby, and recently we were reminded of this rather more forcefully than we would like, with the news that Ron Jones has passed away.
Ron was a long-standing member of SMRS, even though he lived in Orrell, well within the catchment area of the Wigan club. Quite what it was that made him prefer Southport I do not know, but whatever it was we are grateful for it.
RIP.
A slippery slope in Somerset
Monday 19 September 2011
The incline was an impressive, and expensive, engineering feat, using rope winches to haul not only goods but also passengers, the latter no doubt fully insured against unwittingly becoming part of a high-speed gravity train at very short notice. Sadly little remains of it now, although the shell of the engine house has been restored. But as Ian, the presenter, said it would make a good model, although achieving the correct vertical dimension in anything bigger than 2mm scale could be a challenge.
To waken.…
….just add strudel.
Welsh railway gardening
Wednesday 07 September 2011
If you have a garden, you need a garden railway, it's as simple as that. Increasingly SMRS members are realising the profound truth of this statement, so it took little persuasion for a group to be assembled for a trip to the annual garden railway show at Llanfair Caereinion. Its proximity to the Welshpool and Llanfair Light Railway was an added attraction, particularly as the railway had a gala on the same weekend.
The show was its usual tempting self, although apparently a little less well patronised than in previous years, perhaps reflecting the current economic climate. The gala likewise lived up to its billing, and tried hard to replicate last year's special event, namely a complete engine failure whilst carrying one of our members homewards. This time another member managed both to miss the return train and to jinx the next one to the extent that Richard had to be despatched to Welshpool in his AA Rescue MX5 to recover the deputy chairman, who wishes to remain anonymous. The speed with which they returned suggested some pleasure might have been taken with a few B-road bends, but nothing was admitted.
The use of Jim's flat in Porthmadog meant we just had to go on another railway on the Sunday, this time the Welsh Highland. The weather was decent enough for the open coach to be well patronised, and the decision to alight at Waunfawr rather than Caernafon meant real ale and beef baguettes could be consumed at leisure and in comfort before the return journey.
Some photos of the Welshpool line are here and of the Welsh Highland are here.
Awayday to the metropolis
Monday 22 August 2011
An excellent afternoon, with hospitable hosts and a modest but friendly crowd. The rain was early but minimal and Liverpool won a famous victory away to Arsenal, so all was well.
Everton lost at home, so forewarned we returned to Southport another way.
Some photos and video are here.
Photo: Rob Guinness
Scottish Skye lines
Thursday 18 August 2011
Having observed the format on several occasions from the safe obscurity of the cheap seats, the chairman finally decided it was safe to venture to the front stalls and put on a show himself. And so last Tuesday saw a presentation on the Skye and Dingwall Railway, preceded by cottage pie served by the presenter himself, the chef having been called away on an errand of mercy, no doubt with a cheery cry of 'your dinner for fourteen's in the oven'.
Fortunately the chairman has not got where he is today (wherever that may be) without the ability to multi-task. The fact that, like most of the male gender, the problem was resolved by serial, rather than parallel, job sequencing, mattered not. Both were well-prepared, presented with a flourish, and consumed with appreciation. Enough flattery, the AGM isn't due for months.
I won't trouble you with the name of the raffle winner - you know him so well.
Trains, planes and strawberries
Sunday 24 July 2011
Within the garden curtilage however there was much to keep us occupied. Two tracks are now in operation, although the Cripple Creek elevated 45mm line is still incomplete, with the owner and chief engineer still to get his work/life balance optimally adjusted (i.e. work 0%, life 100%). Both lines worked well however, and a succession of trains in both gauges ran all afternoon. The odd tram also, courtesy of Liverpool Tramway Society members.
Some photos are here and here.
The tree of life is dead, long live the stump
Sunday 17 July 2011
'Life is but a trifle, and not everyone gets the custard'. Such might have been the words penned by one of England's second rank of poets to describe the scene this weekend as our sycamore finally tasted the sour grapes of the tree doctor's chainsaw. Our neighbour's patience had at last run out, and a few brief but well-chosen words to a passing, and perfectly innocent, Railtrack supervisor finally brought timely action.
The intention had been to use a rail-mounted tree-removing machine to extract the offending flora virtually in one go, but this gargantuan device was apparently needed elsewhere on the day, so the more mundane option of tree surgeon contractors was selected. To those not used to such operations the method of work was a little alarming, involving someone shinning 30ft up the tree, tying off with a rope, tying a selected branch with a second rope held securely via a pulley system and a deadweight (a well-built assistant), and using a chainsaw attached by a third rope to cut through the correct, tied, branch downstream of the second rope, such that it (the branch) swung away from the tied-off person, did not fall on the track (periodically occupied by a Merseyrail service) and could be safely lowered to the ground by said assistant.
A rare win-win-win situation, except for the tree of course. Knowing sycamores however, a dollop of blue gunge may not be enough to keep the root subdued, and green shoots of recovery will have to be watched for come next spring. And as for dark storm-tossed winter nights, who knows if the moaning of the wind will be real, or the ghost of the tree come back to haunt us....
I will leave as an exercise for the reader the determination of the correct numbering of the ropes in the photo.
Specialist subject: Every steam engine since the Rocket
Sunday 17 July 2011
The black and white photos added an authentic period touch, and provoked discussion on the finer technical details which the rest of us could only marvel at. And the forbidden words 'Flying Scotsman' were hardly mentioned, a mere half-dozen times at most.
In other areas John's luck is beginning to run out. He only won third prize in the raffle this time.
The 17th sleeper, under new management
Sunday 17 July 2011
This was Frank's first assignment as planning executive, and to ensure a false sense of security was not engendered, the itinerary set by the rest of the group was a particularly testing one.
It was also unique, so far at least, by including not one but two nights in a sleeping car, the first moving (albeit slower than intended) and the second stationary. The results are recorded here, with some photos here.
The latest in our series A Night to Remember.....
Tuesday 07 June 2011
Memorable for a number of reasons, John winning the raffle again, a demonstration that old plastic, as well as old bones, can be susceptible to sudden brittle fracture, and an excellent buffet put on by the Chairman's significantly better half. When all had more-or-less settled down, Allan gave us an illustrated talk on the delights of 1985-vintage trains in Italy, when most of the stock seemed to be 50 years old and little the worse for it. His priorities were clear right from the outset: the maximum of interesting trains in diverse locations, the minimum of touristy culture, and absolutely no biological infestations*.
A number of lessons could be drawn from the presentation: State-owned railways have a lot going for them, particularly when run by (or at least for) a dictator, small stations need big buildings, the original Pendolino design was a lot better than the re-make, and all water towers must be preserved for when we run out of oil and the strategic steam reserve needs to be activated. And don't sit on garden furniture indoors.
The chairman securing his share of the puddings.
*Late 20th Cent. Glaswegian, trans. 'random bodies cluttering up the photo'.
A double dose of steam
Saturday 04 June 2011
The 00 locos were clearly something special, and not only because of the jumbo-sized transformer and the white gloves worn by the operator. After some patient tinkering and adjusting, a number of traverses of the circular track were achieved, probably a world first for SMRS. Sorry about the shirt.
Meanwhile much bigger machines were being exercised outside, demonstrating amongst other things that manual control also provides exercise for the operator in ensuring that loco and track stay in contact with each other for more or less the whole time. A warm evening and warm beer completed the festivities.
Some more pictures and video are here.
So good, we do it every year
Tuesday 10 May 2011
AGM time again, and this time we do it in style. The commodious venue of the Hall St cafe, complete with buffet, and a cabaret to follow, in the form of a slideshow by our very own award-winning photographer.
This time the gang of four looked relaxed and confident, as if they knew that the recent tinkering with the constitution had put them in an unassailable position, election-wise. The fact that no-one dared oppose them spoke volumes. However perhaps they have over-reached themselves a little, by allowing the election of an ordinary member, not part of the ruling junta, as a sop to democracy. The electee, as it happens, is a retired lecturer in law, already making his presence felt with a number of points of order. Watch this space...
After the formalities, the buffet was attacked with determination and vigour, and a certain member won the raffle for the third time in four attempts. Statistically, he should now be out of the running until about mid-2015.
The highlight of the evening was Robert's series of presentations, one of the East Lancs Railway, one of the Rufford canal basin, and one of the Crich tram museum. The quality was consistently high, and it was easy to see how some photos had caught the eye of local photographic club judges. Even more impressive was the way it motivated him to get up before dawn to catch the light.
Afterwards, we went home....
After the formalities, the buffet was attacked with determination and vigour, and a certain member won the raffle for the third time in four attempts. Statistically, he should now be out of the running until about mid-2015.
The highlight of the evening was Robert's series of presentations, one of the East Lancs Railway, one of the Rufford canal basin, and one of the Crich tram museum. The quality was consistently high, and it was easy to see how some photos had caught the eye of local photographic club judges. Even more impressive was the way it motivated him to get up before dawn to catch the light.
Afterwards, we went home....
Out in force at West Lancs
Sunday 08 May 2011
The West Lancs Teddy Bears day is firmly established in the SMRS calendar, and not just because one travels half-fare if one brings one's teddy bear. This time one member was given leave to fire Irish Mail whilst four others were deployed to run a variety of layouts in the engine shed. This included the in-house live steam layout Hundred End, aided by two members of the local 16mm Association group.
A first for the event was the display of the newly-extended version of the SMRS modular layout, boasting not only extra modules but also corner pieces to permit operation in a U-shape. It had mixed success, which is PR code for it didn't really work. Apart from the irregular height of the tables, there was sufficient variation in the horizontal alignment to make the rail joins too uneven for reliable running. A possible solution is to remove the locating dowels and clamp the boards once permanently aligned in a fixed order.
A first for the event was the display of the newly-extended version of the SMRS modular layout, boasting not only extra modules but also corner pieces to permit operation in a U-shape. It had mixed success, which is PR code for it didn't really work. Apart from the irregular height of the tables, there was sufficient variation in the horizontal alignment to make the rail joins too uneven for reliable running. A possible solution is to remove the locating dowels and clamp the boards once permanently aligned in a fixed order.
Taking a constitutional at an EGM
Sunday 08 May 2011
Two nights ago saw the rarest of events at the clubhouse - a well-attended EGM. The occasion was the revision of the constitution, which was considered to have fallen behind the times in several crucial areas, and in need of a re-vamp.
In accordance with best civil service traditions a sub-committee had been set up to make recommendations on updates, which were then put to the club for their approval. After some discussion on the best way of ejecting trouble-makers from the club in a fair and equitable manner, the draft was passed unanimously. We can now sleep comfortably in our beds, at least until the AGM next Tuesday, when a whole new committee get unleashed on the club.
In accordance with best civil service traditions a sub-committee had been set up to make recommendations on updates, which were then put to the club for their approval. After some discussion on the best way of ejecting trouble-makers from the club in a fair and equitable manner, the draft was passed unanimously. We can now sleep comfortably in our beds, at least until the AGM next Tuesday, when a whole new committee get unleashed on the club.
Eat, drink and be entertained
Wednesday 20 April 2011
Steaming through the deep South
Tuesday 15 February 2011
Another curry, another slide show. This time yours truly lectured a captive audience on a trip taken last year to four countries in Southern Africa. The membership collectively failed the geography test at the beginning, and so had to sit through all 150 photos and a ten-minute video, with no time off for good behaviour.
Fortunately the subject matter spoke for itself, and no railway modeller worthy of the name could fail to be captivated by the sight of a freight train storming through the veldt, doubleheaded by twin Garretts emitting more black smoke than the Queen Mary at full ahead both. One such modeller raised the theoretical possibility of modelling such a consist, only to realise just how many wheelsets would have to be strung together, and on more bogies than entries in a Humphrey Bogart lookalike competition. Even a double Fairlie would seem simple by comparison.
A full set of photos (apart from those I haven't got round to posting yet) is here.
Ageing gently, like a good Scotch should
Friday 11 February 2011
The age profile of SMRS edges forever upwards, and tonight we marked Allan's accession to the over-sixties branch of the club. He seems destined to spend a significant part of his new-found membership complaining of blatant discrimination by West Lancashire council, who for reasons of economy have declined to issue him with a bus pass (being not held up in the adjacent photo). What makes it more irksome is that Allan's domicile is within easy walking distance of the boundary with Sefton council, who have blessed the rest of us oldies with passes which are valid for buses, trains, and (no doubt if we had any) trams as well*.
However we did our best to console him by consuming the food and drink he generously provided, and by a presentation of (a) one (1) deluxe picture-hanging set, complete with spirit level, and (b) a set of six (6) pencil sketches of scenes of Southport's Lord St, hanging set for the use of. Favourable comments were passed not only on their quality but also on the fact that they contained no visible traffic wardens.
*No, the blue plastic abomination stuck out on the end of the pier definitely does not count as a tram.
Burns Night for real this time
Tuesday 25 January 2011
After the traditional fare one half of the attendance went into closed session to discuss the 2011 sleeper trip, planning of which is at a critical stage. This means we have generated more than enough options to thoroughly confuse all concerned, and there is an urgent need to apply a little rational realism, mainly by interpretation of the appropriate timetables. The fact that they are for the winter solstice rather than the summer, and will remain so until long past the point of no return planning-wise, only adds to the confusion.
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Fortunately the application of a decent port, and the odd malt or two, soon sorted it all out. What is a little worrying is that no less than nine (9) members wish to go this year. Pity the poor organiser - should we perhaps auction off places to the highest bidders? We could do with the extra funds...
Peak line presentation
Wednesday 12 January 2011
The first myth dispelled was that the name has nothing to do with the size of the hills. It refers to the Pecsaetan Anglo-Saxon tribe who inhabited the area a thousand years or more ago, but who unaccountably failed to get around to building a railway, leaving that task to the Victorians.
A hot-pot meal was provided and the entertainment included a somewhat loosely-organised raffle, won by the same person who was victorious in the Christmas party draw. At least this time it wasn't another bottle of something he didn't drink.
Born to eat (and drink)
Wednesday 05 January 2011
Yesterday evening saw one of the highlights of our crowded festive calendar, namely Tony's steam soiree at chez his. As well as ample food and drink, a choice of choice railway videos was on offer, not to mention (yet) another pep-talk by our very own Dear Leader. This time he graciously chose to emphasise the national belt-tightening that lay ahead in 2011, and its possible effect on our local prosperity. Apparently another penny on the annual subs. was a distinct possibility.
To dispel such dark and (probably) unfounded rumours, we promptly awarded ourselves another night out next month, meal included. Spending our way out of a recession is an economic strategy we could easily get used to.
To dispel such dark and (probably) unfounded rumours, we promptly awarded ourselves another night out next month, meal included. Spending our way out of a recession is an economic strategy we could easily get used to.
Winter draws in, and nights draw out
Tuesday 21 December 2010
The star turn, however was the weather, which seemed determined to make up for previous mild winters with a blast of ice and snow which would dent the resolve of even the most fervent global-warmist. Perhaps there is a difference between weather and climate, and one frozen robin may not make a winter of discontent, but the intent to impress was definitely there in abundance.
Toasting the Duke of Lancaster
Saturday 27 November 2010
SMRS members were likewise summoned by Jim and Fiona to celebrate with Lancashire hotpot, Chorley cakes, Eccles cakes and assorted local beers. This was followed by videos of local steam railways in their heyday and of our own model railway exhibition in the vintage year of 1989. The latter allowed us the doubtful privilege of spotting our younger selves preserved on film, with haircuts and clothing styles to match.
The Night Ferry, at night
Tuesday 16 November 2010
Old habits die hard
Tuesday 19 October 2010
Once a lecturer, always a lecturer. Richard clearly did not let his recent retirement, or the associated golden goodbye, prevent him from making a comeback at the club tonight. His theme for the evening was 'All you ever wanted to know about DCC'.
With the skill of the professional presenter he did just that, just enough, not too much. The interest generated led him to believe, for one brief, tantalising moment, that soon he might not be the only club member with a significant investment in all things digital. The reality will kick in soon enough....
Click the link to download a brief clip: Richard
With the skill of the professional presenter he did just that, just enough, not too much. The interest generated led him to believe, for one brief, tantalising moment, that soon he might not be the only club member with a significant investment in all things digital. The reality will kick in soon enough....
Click the link to download a brief clip: Richard
Homework in progress
Wednesday 13 October 2010
However a garden railway is by its very nature exposed to the harsh glare of an autumnal Indian summer, and one in particular in a leafy Ormskirk suburb was captured on camera by your roving webmaster. Retirement brings many benefits, the ability to work on 32mm tracklaying uninterrupted for hours on end being just one of them.
An old model resurfaces
Sunday 10 October 2010
Dulverton has long since been sold, but its spirit lives on in the clubrooms, thanks to re-discovery of the nameboard which once adorned the front of the layout.
Regrettably, the Chairman still wears short trousers on occasion.
Exhibitioning again
Thursday 30 September 2010
Mike's model at Manchester
Wednesday 22 September 2010
Scots'R'Us at the cinema
Thursday 16 September 2010
Eleven members attended, tempted no doubt by the quality of the bill of fare and the hope that they might avoid the washing-up. Apparently all of Tesco, if not all of Southport, was emptied of prime haggis specimens to feed us all. Even after seconds a slight surplus remained, so doggy bags were rapidly constructed of tinfoil and clingfilm, to ensure nothing went to waste.
As can be seen, the cheap seats were well populated, whilst those who had the foresight to enter the viewing lounge promptly were careful to select the better-upholstered seating.
Action this day, or next week at any rate
Wednesday 25 August 2010
Unheard of activity at t'club last night. Just as members were settling down for a quiet snooze in front of the (unlit) fire, the Chairman summoned selected personnel to a high-level meeting, upstairs in the back room. There he revealed another element of his Master Plan. A new modelling front is to be opened, namely the re-birth of the Talisker Glen layout. Like the beverage that the model is named after, this layout has been maturing quietly in a darkened room until judged ready for release to an expectant public. The Chairman decreed that this moment has now arrived, and we are required to proceed to the next stage, which is to get our collective fingers out and actually build the thing.
So it was said, and so it will be done. New boards, a new track plan and a new(ish) team will hit the deck running, or at least jogging gently, from next week. Watch this space.
So it was said, and so it will be done. New boards, a new track plan and a new(ish) team will hit the deck running, or at least jogging gently, from next week. Watch this space.
Running at night
Saturday 14 August 2010
He wishes. However the running nights will take place, on dates specified in the calendar, and we will encourage members to not only show off their hardware but also explain why they spent their hard-earned cash on particular models, and what tweaks they have made, or would make if they felt brave enough.
Ealing Films flash to the fore
Thursday 12 August 2010
Last night saw the second of the current season of SMRS film nights. This time a select audience enjoyed Titfield Thunderbolt as the main feature, with video of a recent run by Duke of Gloucester around the west coast of the Lakes as the supporting film. The latter included shots of the deputy chairman wielding a shovel on the footplate, and looking for all the world as if he knew what to do with it.
As is traditional in cinemas, a considerable amount of snacking on popcorn, crisps and peanuts was undertaken, supplemented by ice creams sponsored by a member of the audience. Regrettably the latter items were dispensed not from a tray borne by a buxom young usherette but from a plain plastic bag wielded by a chairman fast approaching middle age, and not necessarily looking any the better for it. Real ale was also consumed in moderation.
The evening was enlivened by an introduction to the film by a member of sufficient vintage to have actually been present during some of the shooting, albeit as an interested passer-by rather than as a paid extra.
As is traditional in cinemas, a considerable amount of snacking on popcorn, crisps and peanuts was undertaken, supplemented by ice creams sponsored by a member of the audience. Regrettably the latter items were dispensed not from a tray borne by a buxom young usherette but from a plain plastic bag wielded by a chairman fast approaching middle age, and not necessarily looking any the better for it. Real ale was also consumed in moderation.
The evening was enlivened by an introduction to the film by a member of sufficient vintage to have actually been present during some of the shooting, albeit as an interested passer-by rather than as a paid extra.
Woodvale time again
Sunday 08 August 2010
The mission statement was adhered to with reasonably accuracy and success, as the weather steadily improved during the weekend and the crowds flowed through the model railway tent. The deputy chairman's selection of a near-door position (to maximise the breeze potential) turned out to be a prescient one. Numerous exhibition leaflets were scooped up by the visitors, and both layouts behaved themselves. The fact that one was advertising the Corris railway as much as, or even slightly more than the SMRS-branded product, was either not noticed or politely ignored.
A modeller's trilogy
Friday 02 July 2010
An excellent evening organised by a friendly and skilled bunch of modellers. Plans are in hand to return the compliment at the SMRS clubhouse, although our garden railway may appear a mite weedy by comparison.
The chairman peaks at last
Thursday 01 July 2010
The official title was the 2010 Three Peaks by Rail Challenge, to which Our Leader rose in triumph, to subside again rather quickly once it was all over. Snowdon, Scafell Pike and Ben Nevis, in that order, in case you were wondering.
AGM, and RIP
Sunday 16 May 2010
Strange, it seems barely twelve months since the last AGM, and here it is again. Fairly routine business, apart from the minute's silence at the start of proceedings in memory of fellow member Colin James, who passed away suddenly last week, at an age which nowadays would be regarded as far too young. Colin, as was said at the meeting, was more in the background of the society rather than in the vanguard of developments, but had wide-ranging interests that included the railways of North Wales and the Rotary. The latter included not only District Governership but also involvement in a number of overseas charities. One measure of the man was an acknowledgement that we will have to be early at the funeral on Wednesday to get seats.
The Dockers' Umbrella
Thursday 13 May 2010
His main interest apparently was using maps and clever software to link the moving images directly to the buildings and other structures along the line. Not the most exciting research one might think, but what might have turned out to be a rather dry presentation was enlivened by the presenter's obvious enthusiasm for the subject and his desire to preserve the archive for the good of his adopted city. The actual showing of the film was a blink-and-you'll-miss-it experience, the four clips lasting less than five minutes in total. Something to do with the amount of film that hand-cranked cameras of the period could carry, and no doubt the amount of cranking that could be undertaken before repetitive strain injury set in.
The finale was a repeat of one clip 'improved' to show how it might look from a vantage point inside the carriage, complete with images of wooden doors and windows and a dum-de-dum sound track. The Liverpool museum trying just a little too hard perhaps.
Who needs friends?
Monday 26 April 2010
The Eagle has landed
Saturday 17 April 2010
Another pensioner
Friday 12 March 2010
The average age of SMRS members is slowly creeping up... Another member hits the 65 anniversary, with curry and cake to mark the fact.
Another brush with the law
Wednesday 03 February 2010
Not airbrushing this time, but the local Transport Police are developing a model railway layout to use as a teaching aid on the perils of misusing the permanent way. They have asked us if we can help with any spare modelling items and some general technical input. As a more-or-less responsible member of the local community SMRS is happy to assist our neighbourhood enforcement colleagues, and not just because it might do us some good if we ever find ourselves on a Merseyrail train with no visible ticketing.
A respray offer
Wednesday 03 February 2010
A small postscript from last Tuesday's visit, Railway Models 4U have kindly offered to revisit for a full day, the better to show us more airbrush and weathering techniques, in a more leisured environment perhaps. Dare we mention the clubhouse window frames badly need a touch-up?
SMRS has a paint job
Tuesday 26 January 2010
Infamy at last
Saturday 23 January 2010
An unexpected email has arrived, from a researcher for Eggheads (a BBC TV quiz show). We are invited to send a team to an audition in Liverpool, presumably with the incentive to take part in the show. The Chairman seems quite keen, possibly because as a scouser he feels he has a point to prove. Personally I don't need to prove anything....
Yet more parties
Tuesday 29 December 2009
Party time
Saturday 12 December 2009
Peter's trains
Wednesday 02 December 2009
A few more photos are here.
Lanky, Lanky Lancashire
Tuesday 01 December 2009
A few photos are here.
Slideshow
Tuesday 17 November 2009
Peter used a strange but wonderful mechanical contraption called a 'slide projector' to light up the wall with coloured images. This modern technology will never catch on...
Scholastic modules
Friday 16 October 2009
Junior chemistry kit
Friday 12 June 2009
Monsal Dale advances, taking no prisoners
Thursday 11 June 2009
Here we are again
Thursday 16 April 2009
For reasons which are not entirely clear to me, three months have flashed past since the last post. One of these could be explained by my absence on essential railway research in the Antipodes (unfortunately not funded by the taxpayer, unlike some of our honourable elected members of parliament), but where the other two have gone is a mystery.
To recap, Monsal Dale is under way, mainly due to the energy of its principal sponsor, and recently some real modelling was seen happening upstairs, in the long-overdue application of ballast to the fixed dual-gauge layout. Where this burst of activity continues remains to be seen, but betting large sums of money on it would probably be unwise. Also we have been offered first refusal on an N-gauge layout by the son of its former owner. A Prompt Decision will be required, which is not something our Society is known for.
To recap, Monsal Dale is under way, mainly due to the energy of its principal sponsor, and recently some real modelling was seen happening upstairs, in the long-overdue application of ballast to the fixed dual-gauge layout. Where this burst of activity continues remains to be seen, but betting large sums of money on it would probably be unwise. Also we have been offered first refusal on an N-gauge layout by the son of its former owner. A Prompt Decision will be required, which is not something our Society is known for.
New Beginnings
Saturday 10 January 2009
The first Meeting of 2009, with a Capital M. So important, in fact, that the Deputy Chairman was empowered to take the chair and lay out The Vision for the Future. The Chairman was safely hidden away in Cumbria, on urgent domestic business. Apart from reinvigorated effort on the existing layouts, there would be a brand new N-gauge layout, based on Monsal Head Viaduct, near Matlock. There was a Cunning Plan to allow it to operate effectively both in the restricted space in the clubrooms and in the full glory of an unrestricted exhibition. It would fold magically in on itself, to protect its sensitive scenery from the harsh realities of doorways and walls. And it would only take three years to build, give or take a decade. Dazed by the breadth of scope of what we were to achieve (and there would be no thought of failure) we stumbled out into the clear cold air of a globally-cooled night, inspired and ready for the Task Ahead. Until next Tuesday, at least.
Eat-in take-away
Thursday 18 December 2008
A new experience for SMRS, an Indian take-away taken in to the clubrooms for consumption by selected members.
Last and final call
Friday 17 October 2008
No more on the exhibition, promise. Except to briefly record the debrief, which occupied two intensive hours of discussion this evening, with only a brief pause for tea and shortbread at half-time. Even Pebble contributed, by ensuring that any tea left to go cold in members’ cups during the heat of the debate, did not go to waste.
The hon. exhibition manager taking the ten minutes of relaxation permitted between completion of the current year’s exhibition and the start of next year’s. Only he had already started next year’s ten months ago. Sometimes I worry if we push him to hard. But only sometimes.
The short list of topics for discussion was uncomfortably long, almost three dozen, so a strict discipline of no more than two members talking at any one time was applied. The overall impression was of a resounding success, with the gamble of moving to new premises having paid off handsomely. A few learning points, but nothing too drastic, and we are in good shape for the coming year. And if that doesn’t tempt fate, nothing will.
The hon. exhibition manager taking the ten minutes of relaxation permitted between completion of the current year’s exhibition and the start of next year’s. Only he had already started next year’s ten months ago. Sometimes I worry if we push him to hard. But only sometimes.
The short list of topics for discussion was uncomfortably long, almost three dozen, so a strict discipline of no more than two members talking at any one time was applied. The overall impression was of a resounding success, with the gamble of moving to new premises having paid off handsomely. A few learning points, but nothing too drastic, and we are in good shape for the coming year. And if that doesn’t tempt fate, nothing will.
The Bolton Wanderers
Friday 03 October 2008
Tidying up after an exhibition can be a bit of a chore, with the adrenalin all gone and a whole year yawning ahead in which to finish the model promised for the next one. However three days ago we combined business with pleasure, to return the barriers to our friends at Bolton MRC. Their clubrooms are in Gilnow Mill, an impressive renovated cotton mill in Halliwell. Also impressive was its security system, which was clearly designed to deter potential thieves, vandals and Southern Railway enthusiasts alike. And when I agreed to help unload, no-one told me there would be steps... Fortunately not only additional manpower appeared to lend assistance, but manual handling equipment, in the form of supersized DIY-store trolleys, materialised to help negotiate the barrier sections through a long corridor stretching back into the bowels of the building.
The barriers were soon skilfully stacked in a complex and no-doubt secret pattern, with only a muffled complaint that perhaps they had bred additional of their number whilst enjoying their brief seaside holiday. Tea and biscuits were produced and a guided tour of the premises and their layouts provided, showing evidence of both industry and innovation. SMRS usually only manages either one or the other. The beginnings of a deal to enhance next year’s Southport exhibition with at least one more layout started to coalesce. Mindful of our exhibition manager’s ability to continue such discussions more-or-less indefinitely, I made our excuses and we departed, grateful both for Bolton’s contribution to our cause and for at least a temporary respite in the autumnal rains while we drove back. Next month several of our number will return the compliment by pretending to be stewards at Bolton’s exhibition. And so the wheels go round...
The barriers were soon skilfully stacked in a complex and no-doubt secret pattern, with only a muffled complaint that perhaps they had bred additional of their number whilst enjoying their brief seaside holiday. Tea and biscuits were produced and a guided tour of the premises and their layouts provided, showing evidence of both industry and innovation. SMRS usually only manages either one or the other. The beginnings of a deal to enhance next year’s Southport exhibition with at least one more layout started to coalesce. Mindful of our exhibition manager’s ability to continue such discussions more-or-less indefinitely, I made our excuses and we departed, grateful both for Bolton’s contribution to our cause and for at least a temporary respite in the autumnal rains while we drove back. Next month several of our number will return the compliment by pretending to be stewards at Bolton’s exhibition. And so the wheels go round...
Re-entry & splashdown
Monday 29 September 2008
Half-time, and just ahead on points
Saturday 27 September 2008
A few minor problems, like well-hidden toilets and cafe queues lengthened by the abolition of self-service refreshments for traders and exhibitors. Nothing a well-honed exhibition team couldn’t handle. One unexpected plea for help came via phone from a group of exhibitors whose hire car had had its radiator modified by a van reversing across a canal bridge at Halsall. A rescue car was despatched to recover one of their number to run their layout, whilst the others remained at the scene to negotiate a replacement vehicle, fill in a lot of forms and no doubt examine the small print of their insurance with more than usual interest.
The Saturday evening party at Jim & Fiona’s also went to form, with live steam in the garden preceding curry and cake, washed down with beverages served from a subterranean drinking den with a maritime motif. Guides were available to lead guests further into the extensive cellars, to discover not one but two Italian layouts. Also one which looked suspiciously Southern, located at the very end of the ball of string leading back to the safety of the beer cooler. Interesting to note that, in the interests of the environment, a beer-can crusher has been installed immediately above the green recycling bin. Apparently as the evening wears on the attempts to use it become increasingly inept.
So far, so pretty good
Friday 26 September 2008
We are go for launch
Tuesday 23 September 2008
Four days to go, and counting. Our new, bigger and (almost certainly) better exhibition is about to be unleashed on an unsuspecting and probably undeserving public. New road signs have been made, a bigger and better van has been hired, extension leads counted and measured, and posters posted in all Arriva’s buses. And the website’s hits have reached the dizzy heights of fifty a day. Visitors from London are the most frequent, for reasons not immediately apparent.
A deal has been done with Bolton MRC to borrow their barriers, as ours were not suitable for the new venue and have been quietly disposed of to a recyclist of impeccable, if not particularly well-publicised, credentials. All-in-all a bit of a gamble, with extra expense needing to be recouped by a good flow of visitors, hopefully turning up at the new school rather than the old one. But we are quietly confident.
The exhibition manager is coping remarkably well with the extra stress of the new venue, due in no small measure to the careful ministrations of Pebble, his highly-trained and long-suffering therapy dog. One who is struggling to cope at the moment is our fellow-member Bill, in hospital after a stroke last week and rather poorly. We trust news of a triumphant and profitable exhibition will be just the thing to speed his recovery. And of course the odd miniature of quality malt smuggled in amongst the chocs and flowers.
A deal has been done with Bolton MRC to borrow their barriers, as ours were not suitable for the new venue and have been quietly disposed of to a recyclist of impeccable, if not particularly well-publicised, credentials. All-in-all a bit of a gamble, with extra expense needing to be recouped by a good flow of visitors, hopefully turning up at the new school rather than the old one. But we are quietly confident.
The exhibition manager is coping remarkably well with the extra stress of the new venue, due in no small measure to the careful ministrations of Pebble, his highly-trained and long-suffering therapy dog. One who is struggling to cope at the moment is our fellow-member Bill, in hospital after a stroke last week and rather poorly. We trust news of a triumphant and profitable exhibition will be just the thing to speed his recovery. And of course the odd miniature of quality malt smuggled in amongst the chocs and flowers.
Another old steamer
Saturday 16 August 2008
Rallying round at Woodvale
Monday 04 August 2008
Some photos are here. Sharp observers will notice two or three examples of the modular layouts currently under construction, in conditions of considerable secrecy by SMRS members, ready for a triumphant unveiling at the exhibition in October. If they ever get finished, that is.
A detached des.res.
Tuesday 29 July 2008
Interesting little episode at the clubrooms tonight. Apparently a lady phoned the deputy chairman recently to say she occupied an identical house to ours in Duke St., the next road along the tracks towards Birkdale. A little further back from the permanent way (enough room even for a trampoline in the garden) but the same basic design. Perhaps a few years later in build. Tonight her daughter arrived to take some photos and be shown round the premises, which the d.c. did with his well-honed diplomacy skills turned up full. Best experienced from a distance.
Peace, harmony & Hesketh Bank
Saturday 19 July 2008
The concept was delightfully simple, West Lancs provided the train complete with driver, fireman and guard. We watched and learned whilst steam was raised, and then pootled up and down their short length of track until our cup of pleasure overflowed. And there was no nonsense about healthy diets either; lunch was hotpot and apple pie, served with the unexpected luxury of separate plates.
Although the railway was closed to the public, to allow members to soak up the relaxing ambience without interruption from the busy world outside, inevitably one or two rolled in to the car park to see what we were up to. One such turned out to be an ex-member of the Society, in a time-span well before even our longest-serving members. He was promptly awarded day membership and permitted to join us for a ride.
By late afternoon we could take no more and reluctantly took our leave, grateful for a revitalising experience and for the fact that it wouldn’t be us who had to grovel under the loco to empty the ash-pan, or reach into a hot, dirty smokebox to clean out the tubes. Good company, too.
Some photos are here.
Care in the community
Monday 07 July 2008
And... we won a trophy! Best display out of all those at the various stations betwixt Southport and Wigan. Would have preferred ready cash, but never mind.
The AGM - in the open at last
Saturday 31 May 2008
A boisterous electorate prepare to do battle
At last the day of reckoning arrives, as we all knew it would. The committee throw one last, desperate strategem by holding the meeting in the garden, hoping that the combination of noise from the adjacent Merseyrail operation and the evening chill would curtail the free and frank discussion that everyone was ready for. However democracy was not to be outdone, and the meeting was one of the longer AGMs in recent years.
A worried committee considering last-minute ploys to save face and keep their careers intact.
Teddy Bears R Us
Sunday 11 May 2008
More photos are here.
Binning it at Liverpool show
Saturday 03 May 2008
Just returned from a day assisting with the deployment of Eastbank MRC's Binns at the Liverpool MRS exhibition. And yes the toothache has abated a little, thank you for asking.
Binns has a somewhat colourful history, having been built in the early 60's as a shop demonstrator for Gamages of Leeds, and ending up (via a short stay in an industrial skip) in the tender care of the Eastbank club. After restoration it has made an exhibit of itself at the Southport show and at the Frank Hornby Experience at Maghull parish hall and again at Liverpool cathedral (only the best venues for Binns).
And what has this to do with Southport MRS I hear you ask? Only that our member Alan is the driving force behind the Binns rescue, that's all.
A description and photos of the layout are here and some photos of it in action at Liverpool are here.
Binns has a somewhat colourful history, having been built in the early 60's as a shop demonstrator for Gamages of Leeds, and ending up (via a short stay in an industrial skip) in the tender care of the Eastbank club. After restoration it has made an exhibit of itself at the Southport show and at the Frank Hornby Experience at Maghull parish hall and again at Liverpool cathedral (only the best venues for Binns).
And what has this to do with Southport MRS I hear you ask? Only that our member Alan is the driving force behind the Binns rescue, that's all.
A description and photos of the layout are here and some photos of it in action at Liverpool are here.
Working days are here again
Sunday 27 April 2008
One of the harbingers of spring is Our Chairman exhorting his followers to Get Stuck In to some much-needed clubhouse maintenance. Last Saturday was the first of what are threatened to be many this year, weeding the garden, refitting the doors, adding new lights, etc., etc. One more unusual job was the renovation of an old brick outhouse, probably a coal store in past lives, hoarding fuel perhaps ill-gotten from the supply intended for the motive power of the time. Over the years it has acquired a false floor two or three feet deep, composed of assorted rubbish and vegetation in various states of decay. Much of this was energetically consigned to the spare land over the back fence, for the better growth of the weeds that annually try to swamp us from the rear.
The resultant clearance revealed a cosy nook that any self-respecting monk would seize on as a perfect hermit habitation. The enthusiastic way the Chairman handled spade and fork to gain access suggested he had other ideas; a punishment cell perhaps, for the better correction of members guilty of insubordination or otherwise speaking out of turn.
The resultant clearance revealed a cosy nook that any self-respecting monk would seize on as a perfect hermit habitation. The enthusiastic way the Chairman handled spade and fork to gain access suggested he had other ideas; a punishment cell perhaps, for the better correction of members guilty of insubordination or otherwise speaking out of turn.
Not the Annual General Meeting
Friday 25 April 2008
Shock, scandal and horror - the AGM, that eagerly-awaited opportunity to tell t'committee exactly what we think of them, before voting them all back in again, has been postponed. With only days to go, with all bribes, backhanders and favours collected and counted, the chairman and his deputy call it off. Some unconvincing pretext is offered about urgent unforeseen appointments elsewhere, but the membership is not fooled. Running scared they are, of a crushing defeat by the electorate, and desperately in need of more time to rig the results back in their favour.
Whether this unimaginative ploy will succeed only time will tell. In the meantime, an emergency chairman has been appointed to carry the club through the precarious interregnum before the AGM Mark II is held at the end of May. The choice of Pebble (the deputy chairman's dog) was both unanimous and popular, on the basis that being non-human he is not only incorruptible but also impartial - he is prepared to love anyone who will feed and/or stroke him.
Whether this unimaginative ploy will succeed only time will tell. In the meantime, an emergency chairman has been appointed to carry the club through the precarious interregnum before the AGM Mark II is held at the end of May. The choice of Pebble (the deputy chairman's dog) was both unanimous and popular, on the basis that being non-human he is not only incorruptible but also impartial - he is prepared to love anyone who will feed and/or stroke him.
New, improved website
Thursday 17 April 2008
Well different, anyway. The idea for a spring makeover was precipitated by the webmaster acquiring, at modest expense, the rights to use Rapidweaver web software on his whizzy, supercool Mac. Playing around with the templates was a temptation not to be resisted, and SMRS had just the website to try them out on. Much to his surprise it works, more or less. The manual is still being studied, so expect even more whizziness in the future.
All change for the exhibition
Friday 21 March 2008
To start off, a shock to match the best that Eastenders can manage. Well perhaps not quite, as we've not had a murder on our patch lately. A summons from Our Leader to an Extraordinary General Meeting, at a mere ten minutes notice. No time for speculation, perhaps deliberately so, although the facilities manager did manage to launch a rumour that the deputy chairman was about to announce his departure to the Congo, to fight for the rebels. Against whom, and in support of what, was not revealed.
The truth was almost as surprising. After more than twenty years of patronage, our use of Meols Cop school as our exhibition venue has come to an end. The departure was by mutual agreement, as all the best football clubs say nowadays. We had outgrown the facilities, and like a hermit crab with a cramped shell, we needed something bigger.
In conditions of great secrecy, our committee had scouted round for alternatives, inspecting other schools that claimed to satisfy our stringent specification. Headmasters in plain clothes were interviewed at anonymous locations. Sports halls were measured with an industrial-strength tape measure. Catering facilities were examined with a long-handled spoon. Tender documents were scrutinised in triplicate. Finally a winner was announced, Birkdale Secondary, in the rather oddly-named Windy Harbour Road. Its main advantage was space, for more exhibits, more traders and more parking.
My immediate concern was - would our exhibition match up to the new upmarket location? Birkdale is allegedly the domicile of several Liverpool footballers - would we live in fear of rogue Everton supporters hurling abuse at our modest efforts? Time will tell, but for now we need to be bold, follow the brave advance of Our Leader and Embrace Change Enthusiastically.
The truth was almost as surprising. After more than twenty years of patronage, our use of Meols Cop school as our exhibition venue has come to an end. The departure was by mutual agreement, as all the best football clubs say nowadays. We had outgrown the facilities, and like a hermit crab with a cramped shell, we needed something bigger.
In conditions of great secrecy, our committee had scouted round for alternatives, inspecting other schools that claimed to satisfy our stringent specification. Headmasters in plain clothes were interviewed at anonymous locations. Sports halls were measured with an industrial-strength tape measure. Catering facilities were examined with a long-handled spoon. Tender documents were scrutinised in triplicate. Finally a winner was announced, Birkdale Secondary, in the rather oddly-named Windy Harbour Road. Its main advantage was space, for more exhibits, more traders and more parking.
My immediate concern was - would our exhibition match up to the new upmarket location? Birkdale is allegedly the domicile of several Liverpool footballers - would we live in fear of rogue Everton supporters hurling abuse at our modest efforts? Time will tell, but for now we need to be bold, follow the brave advance of Our Leader and Embrace Change Enthusiastically.
SMRS blogs, you see if it doesn't
Monday 17 March 2008
Why create five blogs when you can create one? Such was the logic of starting this one, an everyday story of modelling folk, perhaps. The rest of the website describes the activities of the SMRS, wisely not going into much detail. This is the unwise bit.