Remote was not a strong enough term for the tiny settlement of Four Lane Ends, even the single track railway line had past on by without stopping. For in this place time had stood still for centuries. Just four buildings greeted the four lanes that terminated at the settlement.  A church without a bell or a clock, a blacksmith without customers, a small guest house without guests, and a farm without a farmer.

So when a caravan with a string of piebald pony’s rolled into the sleeping settlement, the six lonely inhabitants of Four Lane Ends were not prepared for what was about to befall them. With the caravans arrival came two of the strangest people that you could imagine. The first might have been a fine figure of a man but for the fact that he was bright red from toe to head. The second individual was perhaps the oddest, dress all in black she had bright ginger hair which reached down to the ground. In time, each of the six people who inhabited the village, if I may call it that; were to experience her fierce temper. For a settlement without a public house was not to her liking.

Footnote:

I have always enjoyed developing scenarios for my many modelling projects. So I have to thank Eric for his photo, which allowed me to draft a outline to one of my new projects. Which is to create a model of a settlement with a narrow gauge railway travelling around it in the approximate scale of 1/29. More information on this project will appear when the website associated with the project is complete. Mike