I almost didn't go... 'it's a long way / I'm tired / I'm poorly / I only went on Wednesday' - but I'm so glad I did for whilst it was no rest cure, it has certainly helped me with my mental health, my resilience and my self esteem...The life of a gigging model railway builder is lonely - and with a busy family home life with a few challenges more than the average I certainly do feel it more than perhaps if I still went to work for a multi-national pharmaceutical company...Walking into the hall at Porthmadog and greeted with a smile and wave from old and great friend Charlie was just right to settle me in and relax. A gentle preamble about and some kind souls recognising and talking with me - all very good for my self esteem - and the quality of the modelling and pace of the atmosphere just right for a recharging of the resilience battery. I’ve shared some photos below, but the exhibition was for me so much more than seeing some nice model railways… a nudge to remember what makes me…
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