My husband is a railway modeller, it is his main hobby. He is very good and his layout has appeared in several specialist magazines. I know the hours and the painstaking work he puts in building everything from scratch. I feel so sorry for these men. I'm sure, if they are anything like my husband's friends, many of them use this hobby as a diversion away from loneliness, bereavement and illness. How can people be so cruel?
Retirement is it what you thought it would be?

