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Average photographer Ivan Locksmith didn’t have to heart to tell them that he could have simply moved his camera to achieve perfect alignment rather than all the messing about with the engine, forward a tad, back a little, you to me, me to you…But what happens in The Forest stays in The Forest.
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I'm often asked about Catcott, so here is a repost of my 2008 blog post about the layout with a couple of more recent updates.
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| Pre-contruction sketch |
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| Foamboard and ply contruction - light! |
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| The whole layout (without fiddle yard) |
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| 360 degree fiddle yards reduce stock handling |
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| Track down and platform under construction |
To make up the plans for the points, I used the inexpensive downloadable software called Templot. Whilst the initial learning curve to get the best out of this package may be a little steep, there is plenty of online help though the Templot Forum and RM web. Actually to be honest, one very kind soul sent me an email with precise instructions to create exactly what I wanted! The resulting crossover is around 2 feet long, and is pretty well scale length, it being the minimum I could get away with to unsure no buffer lock when propelling a 4 wheeled 16 ton mineral wagon with a long Western Class 52 diesel when using scale couplings.
Point
control is via SEEP point motors operated by a small panel on the left
hand end of the layout. They're attached with double sided tape.
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| 'Mainline' ballasted with beach sand |
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| The view that greets the motorist |
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| The real Catcott Crossing in the 1930's |
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| Watiting at the crossing |
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| Standrad Southern Railway pre-fab platforn and shelter |
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| Backscene, composed from 6 photos, printed 8 feet long |
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| A rare visitor to the branch, note the canal winding along the front |
Scenery
My favourite bit, and in my view the most
important element of any model railway; scenery is the element that can
be judged by someone with no interest in our weird obsessive hobby. Some
people judge realism by the correct number of spokes on a particular
locomotive or whether the motion bracket on their Ivatt Class 2 was
correct for the 12th of March 1949 – though to be honest unless you have
the drawing or a photograph in front of you, it’s most likely that
you’re going to be painfully dull person to invite to a dinner party
where nobody is ever going to know or care.
My quest is the impossible task to make model railways ‘cool’, OK, I’m
probably asking too much so will settle for ‘tepid’ if nothing else and I
try to get the bits right that will appeal to the unconverted – with
scenery being one element at least that most can relate too. The public
usually perceive model railway enthusiasts as grown men dressed as
engine drivers playing with a train set on the dining room table, though
increasingly I find that when they see the scenic aspect of the hobby
if done well they’re frequently gobsmacked.
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| Static grass is an important feature with a layout like this |
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| Flowers are great, but limit them to small areas |
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| Canalside grasses, plumber's hemp was used here |
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| The remains of the Glastonbury Canal, note the lilies |
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| A unusual visitor |
Conclusion
(updated 15 March 2023) Catcott was a chance to try lots of new
techniques, but above all provide a bit of theatre in a pint sized area
whist trying to represent something that gives the impression of much
bigger space, the big sky being the key ingredient.
15 years on since the original build the layout is still in great condition, it being covered when not in use to keep dust a bay. Dust is the biggest factor which ages a layout.
Would I use foamboard these days to
such a great structural degree for a layout of this size? The answer is
no. But I do continue to use foamboard as a track base, but it is bonded
to a more traditional and sturdy plywood base.
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| The local preservation group is running steam on the peat tramway, must be a Sunday |
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| The photographer's car, posed in front of the mixed train from Bridgwater. |
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The other week he managed to get to Exeter and back without buying a ticket, not that he’d be able to of course, for he generally doesn’t carry money. Rufus’ trick, like many a handsome hound is all to do with the eyes and the ability to melt the heart even the most hardened cat lover with that well rehearsed ‘look into my unloved eyes’ trick.
Luckily today, though maybe not for Rufus, he was spotted escaping the pub via the kitchen, the chef alerting Deidre, George and Ivan. Any pub-going dog owners here will know that our furry canine friends are experts at sneaking behind the bar or into the pub kitchen unnoticed, especially if food is being served or the landlord or landlady is in the cellar changing a cask of ale.
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They chose the location because it’s a great spot to watch the railway activities, and it also has a convenient loo should too much Tizer be drunk. Mother has told them that it’s bad to ‘hold it in’ if a toilet break is required. Mother knows best of course and Nigel and Andrew are good obedient boys who love their mother.
PC Rob Banks has been collecting pocket sized locomotives and diecast buses for quite some time, and because of his awkward shift pattern has struggled to make friends outside work hours. Hearing about the new club, he’s come along to meet Nigel and Andrew and to introduce himself as a potential member turning up in his shiny new panda car. But to be fully accepted in to the club he will need to buy a waterproof raincoat with the obligatory ‘special pocket’ which allows quick access to that all important diecast bus or locomotive.
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Going through my archive I found this old photograph of Hartley the only horse that can chat in conversational Vectis, the ancient native language of the Isle of Wight. Here he is as a young horse before he left the island and headed for mainland pastures to further his career as a prolific shunting horse and part time language teacher.
The location could be confused with that of Catcott, but scholars of the railways of southern Little England railway architecture will know that the crossing keeper’s cottage is of a standard design which popped up at several locations including the Isle of Wight, allegedly.
The Nasal Nigels here will no doubt comment at the lack of crew on the Isle of Wight Central Railway locomotive, but this easily explained. Driver Reg is having a quick lesson in ‘Vectis’ from Hartley, with the photograph being taken by young average posh photographer Ivan Locksmiths, who briefly was a fireman before daddy bought him a photographic studio.
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Sunday down at the coal wharf, and the charming red bearded boatman Hairy Horacio Locke-Paddle is passing through with his supply boat which comes through every 3 or 4 weeks. Horacio is quite a charmer and always has a good story to tell about his antics travelling the Somerset Coal Canal. He can entertain camera toting Gongoozlers for literally hours with his tales, and then has the uncanny knack of being able to sell his dubious wares to even the most sceptical.
Horacio stocks almost everything from air dried bottled water to chocolate jelly moulds and even ‘safety paraffin’ which is designed not to burn for safety reasons. And if that isn’t enough he even sells rubber chairs aimed at accountants who want to spice up their dull lives and become weekend lion tamers. A latex lion mask is included for the submissive one who wants to be tamed. Nasal Nigel is a huge fan by the way and endorses these products enthusiastically, especially the mask with its realistic whiskers from real hair.
Meanwhile a bagged fertiliser train rumbles through from the docks at Portishead hauled by one of Stanier’s graceful 2-6-4 express tank engines. It’s rare to see such a steamy beast in this part of Little England, but I’m sure you’ll agree it looks most splendid on this fully fitted goods train.
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Barry Bullhead is surrounded by Hubert the conversational Latin speaking horse, Herbert the conversational Mayan speaking horse, and Hartley the only horse that can chat in conversational Vectis, the ancient native language of the Isle of Wight. Also some of our other regulars from inch high Little England are here to witness the antics, and they’re not happy, oh no.
A few days ago Barry Bullhead arranged for our three favourite stallions to be carted off to the pet food factory, but due to help from you my loyal readers, Hubert, Herbert and Hartley have managed to escape their unjust fate.
Sadly for Barry, looks very likely that he will end up in the water, for not only are there three angry horses after revenge, but two crane drivers and a mechanical front shovel driver are also after evil Barry Bullhead in support of Hubert, Herbert and Hartley. Boo hiss Barry!
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Regular readers will know that this former LNWR Webb Coal tank has been unofficially working on the Combwich line, but now it’s slowly working its way back to its home shed of Shrewsbury. And here it is deep in The Forest of Dean at Fountain Colliery pottering about with a few trucks in no particular order.
Hubert (or it it Herbert?) has just given Colin a crate of moonshine as a thank you for getting him away from the pet food processing plant, but Colin is more of a cider type. Though he is secretly thrilled, even though he’ll be trading it for cider later.
Bob Geeza cat is messing about with George’s identical twin brother who is also called George. Quite why George is following Bob around I’ve no idea, but it makes for a fun photograph I’m sure you’ll agree.
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Standing in front of the engine, Terry Tuttle-Thomas-Smythe is always on the lookout for a business opportunity, and just like in that well known scene in our favourite Ealing Comedy thinks ‘ah, a stand-off, how very wonderful, please place your bets with me now”.
Waving Wayne cues the stand-off to begin, though there is a little confusion because Wayne has been waving for years, he even waves in his sleep by all accounts. Meanwhile Bob Geeza Cat sits on the dinghy in the canal watching the proceedings and quickly comes to the conclusion that he’s probably in the best place especially if things get explosive.
And finally, Deidre shouts over to George and says that she’ll dump him if he sides with the road haulage company.
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She had to hill start it to get it going, an easy job for practical Beryl who was a race car driver and mechanic back in the day, also living on the top of a hill helps. Release the handbrake, slap it in second, turn the ignition key and hope the engine fires up before the sharp bend at the bottom of the hill. We’ve all done it I’m sure, I did it for years on my old Renault 5 back in the day when I was too tight to replace the failing battery. I also lived on a hill.
Barry Bullhead is walking to work today, for his car also has a flat battery not helped by the cold weather. And unlike Beryl he is mechanically inept and reliant on others to do his dirty work, he also lives at the bottom of a hill. I hear some of you cry ‘surely Beryl or Barry have a battery charger?’ we must remember that it’s the olden times, and few homes have electricity in this most rural and remote part of almost forgotten Somerset.
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Looking through some photos earlier, this image of Pannier Tank 4631 trundling over the un-gated crossing next to The Miners Arms reminded me a little of the Titfield Thunderbolt scenes with the stolen locomotive performing a little street running. Apparently those scenes were shot in Richmond Park and Woodstock in Oxfordshire, the 14xx Class loco being a mock up mounted on a road vehicle. And talking of road vehicles, that looks like Beryl’s not very trusty Austin 7 parked up. She’s probably having a few gins I imagine.
We’ve not seen Beryl for a while, the reason being like many of the other little people is that they’re all looking a little worn, the paint rubbing off with all the constant repositioning required to make up these cameos. But with this in mind, for a couple of hours yesterday before the dog took me for a walk to the pub, I touched up (no, not that way) the paint on some of our inch high regulars. I’ve also a couple of new characters as well, including a friend for Nasal Nigel who also has a special pocket. I think he might be known as Adenoidal Andrew, but if you my loyal readers have any suggestions I’m always listening.
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To the left Colin and Eric are waiting for the engine to return with a wagon load of freshly harvested turnips. Turnips, for those reading this post in foreign climes, are the main source of food in Little England. They’re used in everything, replacing staples like tomatoes, fish, cheese, Dairylea slices and even turkey at Christmas time. A well known fast food chain even has a much celebrated turnip burger, where a hearty slice of warm turnip is sandwiched within a succulent turnip bun garnished with turnip purรฉe. And for vegans, you can even buy turnips picked by vegans for a paltry 15% premium, what’s not to like?
To the right, Farmer George’s identical twin brother who is also called George, has arrived to stock up with moonshine (made from turnips of course). As usual the moonshine will be disguised to look like large turnips, because of course in Little England, cheese has been replaced with cave aged turnips by order of the cigar smoking lady at The Ministry of Misery.
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Today’s lucky passengers are Hubert the conversational Latin speaking horse, Herbert the conversational Mayan speaking horse, and Hartley the only horse that can chat in conversational Vectis, the native Isle of Wight language that vanished midway through the last ice age.
Barry Bullhead is a thoughtful man, and has arranged for each lucky horse to have a small wagon, just the right size in fact. This to to prepare them for the canning process at the local pet food factory. Bob Geeza Cat and Rufus Hound look on in awe, much like posh types eye up lobsters awaiting their untimely demise in a seafood restaurant.
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The weekly boat from Flat Holm in the middle of The Bristol Channel arrived a short while ago with a bulky supply of moonshine, moonshine being produced on the tiny island. Those with a vivid imagination I’m sure will put two and two together, but of course we must remember to ignore such local tittle tattle. Until 1952 the island was known as High Holm, but due to the numerous moonshine plant explosions over the years, the island was renamed to that of Flat Holm.
As usual the loco crew on this turn is Victor and Albert, not because they’re always rostered, but because they’ll regularly swap shift just to do it. Victor says that the salty sea air is good for his ageing joints, and Albert says that the sea breeze is soothing for his adenoids and make him sound less like a bus spotter.
Celebrated pipe smoking and Bentley driving average photographer Ivan Locksmith took this delightful photograph. To achieve the elevated view he attached his new Nikon F filled with Kodachrome II to a long pole and fired the shutter with a long cable release. The composition probably could be better, but considering it was all guesswork, getting the angle is more than passable I hope you’ll agree.
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| Note the fine dull ballast on the track in the foreground and yard to the right. This is very much a feature of railways from the steam era. Click photo to enlarge. |
*I originally created this post way back in 2011, here is an updated post to reflect more recent materials.
Why cinders?
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| Adding a little static grass is a good touch. Click photo to enlarge. |
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