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Mashima - a marvellous supplier, who closed down in the most organised and pleasant manner - so 'Japanese'...

We had some big machines, finishing 100-ton forgings. so there was quite a bit of swarf - on a Thursday night, you needed to be aware of the swarf train sneaking up on you, pulled by the yellow loco here - which someone had made a nameplate for - Tonka.

Things have calmed down on the Big Island over the years of this century, but from around 1990 to 2005, you would hear fireworks every day from around mid-September to the end of the first week in January. In the midst of this period, I was listening to a drama documentary* about the bombing of Germany, when I started to think that the soundtrack in the background was getting a bit repetitive - then, I suddenly realised that the next day was bin day, so I decided to put the bin out before I forgot again. When I opened the front door the 'soundtrack' got louder. I had actually been hearing, inside a house, with all the windows closed and the radio on, a firework display at a 'stately home' over four miles away. There can't have been a cat or dog left in the area... Also, until the 400th anniversary finally came around, you could have stopped a hundred people in the street and asked them when the Gunpowder Plot happened and you would have been lucky to get any answers in the right decade. I would applaud the plotters for not doing it in midsummer - I've had quite a bit of stuff come down in the garden still burning. I went to a "popular classics" concert at Milton Keynes Bowl. Of course, there had to be the 1812 Overture to finish the evening, complete with a professional firework display. The fireworks were very carefully designed to stop burning just before they got back down to the level that they had been launched from. But, the crowd was on quite a high embankment, forming the amphitheatre around the stage. This meant that the thousands of people attending, many with picnics on blankets, etc., were subject to what had become, essentially, an incendiary raid. There was quite a bit of fairly mild panic and I didn't see any injuries, but I was most impressed by the chap in front of us whose blanket was hit, he calmly took the lid off his Thermos flask and put it out - no running about screaming for him... *Len Deighton's Bomber.

It all seemed simple enough to do it with a submarine in the Fantastic Voyage documentary... https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0060397/

This thread should be held as an example of this forum at its very best!

It was in Cyprus, but, if it was at the same time as that video, you should be able to hear it.

Is there one with the sound of me catching my hand in the back door..?

I once "lived" in a place in the very dullest part of Lincolnshire. We had two buses a week. One Tuesday afternoon, I was cycling past the brick bus shelter, with its tiled roof, but no timetables, when the occupant, a chap in a raincoat and trilby, with a leather suitcase, possibly a travelling salesman, shouted at me "When's the next bus to Lincoln?" Ever helpful, I shouted back "Friday!", and cycled on. About an hour later, I came back and he was still there and, realising that he had assumed I was lying, I told him, "Look, you've missed the Tuesday bus, the next one is Friday". I often wonder what happened to him after, it was a long way from there to nowhere...

Does she have a sister..?

Leaving us with a cliff-hanger...

We're prepared for you to take that risk...

Not until the end of the show, we don't want the fire alarms going off...

I have a couple of three-cornered ones, with six sizes of the square socket available. Occasionally very handy.

Of course, as we all know, high flyers can be a real problem to molluscs. And it's not just the Thrushes, etc. As the ex-Guinness family yacht, which became HMS Mollusc, found out. https://portal.ariadne-infrastructure.eu/resource/59fc3a73055473126175625f2ba34a9aef4d7c3635b638260709319b46c418d6

I'll bet the snail was relieved, though. They get sick of hearing the sea all the time.

It's all part of an advertising campaign, centred around travel and holiday accommodation. Dr. Trivago.

I wasn't sure if I was looking at over-ambitious weathering, or if it was just the primer showing through.

Not sure about the livery details. Probably a black chassis out of shot..? At least the picture is the right way up. I think.

With enough heat, the condensation issue might reduce to acceptable proportions? There are some small gas turbines about these days, you might be able to adapt the MiG 15 approach to a G Scale garden railway?

Mmm, exhaust gasses will contain water, which may then condense on the cold rails? The Russians did actually do this with engines from MiG 15s.

I thought we were having peace and quiet until Monday?

Do you not own a torch and a water bottle?

You need to get that turf in, it won't get any drier.

I intended to be there yesterday, but I'm still on the western island. I did organise an agent to attend for me and ensure that standards were being adhered to in my absence.

I initially thought you meant these were pictures from today. I was about to start the car up...