There are some things that you can get away with as a young boy, that just don't fit in the adult arena. Public nudity, short shorts, and hugging big dogs come to mind, but the creation and devoted nurture of model railways is unquestionably the most sinister. It combines some of the most disturbing elements of our culture: quasi-Victorianism, plastic (though probably unionised) transport workers, the quest for elusive youth, and super-glue. Then model-makers place them all in an attic - the most sinister of all rooms.
No man should love inanimate objects to much, but greater love hath no man than he lay down his track for his bends. When you overhear your grandmother say that Grandad 'has put so much of himself into that model railway station', the sinister implications are uncomfortable. When she follows this with, 'He just can't wait to get the grandchildren up there', it is time to run for the door.
Attic Rating: 9/10
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I love model railways.
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