the age of the trepidation

My concerns that the boy is still a wee bit wee for things like National Railway Museums were backed-up by observations today when he spent more time wanting to sit in the Thomas-themed insert-20p-per-ride things (seemingly entertaining even when not activated) rather than poke around at actual full-size proper trains. The model railway wasn't working but there was a modelled demonstration of signalling with some pressable buttons which occupied a good twenty minutes. The explanations of How Steam Trains Actually Work will have to wait for a subsequent visit, as will close examination of the scale-model cross-section of the Deltic engine and all the other stuff which I haven't seen since the last visit sometime in either late 2005 or early 2006 when we were last in York for more than a trainswap on one of the two failed attempts to watch my dad go up in the balloon my sister and I bought him a ride on for his 60th.