The distant hiss and roar of steam engines, the screech of locomotive brakes, a guard’s whistle blowing, and the clang of railway-crossing signals greet visitors arriving in George Hawkins’s shed.
Above the sounds of the rail yards come intermittent sirens, squeals of children playing in a rural school, and a church choir in full voice. About the only thing missing from this room of rail is the smell of diesel and coal-fired steam trains.
With around 14 metres of track, running the circumference of the inner walls of his shed, George has created a slice of NZ Railways history, circa mid 1960s, give or take a few years, a little poetic licence, and a lot of humour.
Personal touches
Everything on the track references George’s personal memories, historical details, or…
