With the PNR regional meet bearing down on me, and needing to get the roundhouse back in its seat, I was feeling pressure to finish the stock spur while it was still convenient.
So, between coats of paint on the outside of the house, I bent some lengths of rail, and soldered feeders to their feet and joiners to their ends, and accosted them with a rattle can of camouflage brown paint, and scraped off their heads with my fingernail, and coated their undersides with Pliobond. During other gaps between spells of gardening, I cut a piece out of that roll of cork that has gathered a decade of dust, and glued it down, and stained a double-handful of ties, and glued them down a little more haphazardly than normal because it’s a spur, and glued some ballast down. Then on Monday, after math homework with the Girl, I warmed up the old soldering iron, and stuck them down. Voilà, a spur is born!
Pembroke:87 