I suppose this goes more appropriately under Railway History & Nostalgia, than anywhere else. Am wondering whether anyone has any anecdote about an attempt (not thinking conversion, just something that they might like) at taking a non-railway-enthusiast loved one / relative / friend on a visit to a rail-related venue: which attempt to please did not work.
An instance, of mine: my brother and I love each other dearly; but he finds my interest in railways and anything about railways, end-of -- a thing to him, anaesthetically boring. To some extent, we make a game of it: if I start bending his ear about railway topics, he retaliates by bending mine about football of which he is an impassioned devotee, but which is for me the most boring subject on earth, bar none. A few years ago he and I took a brief trip to South Wales, based at Swansea. To my amazement, he expressed unprompted, an interest in taking a ride on the Central Wales line (whose attractions I had previously mentioned to him). He and I duly did a day-trip Swansea Llanelli Shrewsbury; an hour in Shrewsbury, then back on the next Central Wales working. This was in summer: my brother gave vent to much griping about how very much there was along the line, in the way of trees and woodland thus blocking the much-vaunted views from the route, of the Welsh mountains. Normally, brother is a highly environmentally-conscious type, very much pro-trees-and-woodland I had to feel that with him, all other priorities yield to that of rubbishing railways, on whatever pretext. I was moved to suggest to him that a ride over the Central Wales line in midwinter, might be more to his taste; but I suspect that hed find something to hate about that, too...
An instance, of mine: my brother and I love each other dearly; but he finds my interest in railways and anything about railways, end-of -- a thing to him, anaesthetically boring. To some extent, we make a game of it: if I start bending his ear about railway topics, he retaliates by bending mine about football of which he is an impassioned devotee, but which is for me the most boring subject on earth, bar none. A few years ago he and I took a brief trip to South Wales, based at Swansea. To my amazement, he expressed unprompted, an interest in taking a ride on the Central Wales line (whose attractions I had previously mentioned to him). He and I duly did a day-trip Swansea Llanelli Shrewsbury; an hour in Shrewsbury, then back on the next Central Wales working. This was in summer: my brother gave vent to much griping about how very much there was along the line, in the way of trees and woodland thus blocking the much-vaunted views from the route, of the Welsh mountains. Normally, brother is a highly environmentally-conscious type, very much pro-trees-and-woodland I had to feel that with him, all other priorities yield to that of rubbishing railways, on whatever pretext. I was moved to suggest to him that a ride over the Central Wales line in midwinter, might be more to his taste; but I suspect that hed find something to hate about that, too...