Ah, right. slightly OT, but concerning the matter of bells, whistles et al. My present railway in the backyard, herafter referred as the round thing [TRT] has been in place since 2002, when my hearing was somewaht better. At that ime we had kids living all around us - this is yUK, and people really CAN live all around you.
From that time in September 2002, until today, not a single person has ever made any kind of a complaint, nor has a single person EVER knocked on my door and asked to see the trains that they can see from their bedroom window from three sides - we live on a corner, BTW.
Kids around here are just not interested in trains, just in exercising their thumbs with these ridiculous little toys they all seem to have.
Apologies for dread thrift.
tac
PS - and please, enough with the capitals. tac is what it is. With a name like mine, I’m grateful that’s all it is.