Somewhere this afternoon a modeller is putting yet another coat of paint on their show model for the 2019 exhibition. In three days they will buff this off with the skin of an unborn albino ocelot and start to spray the next coat. Then the whole process will be repeated – it is going to be a tough year for ocelots.
The really disturbing thing is that this will be an unseen part buried in the interior of the hull of a 1:400 scale tank in the middle of a football field-sized diorama.
In between the coats of paint, the hobbyist will be busy with the wiring harness for the instrument panel and the valves on the 1:400 scale beer dispenser. And negotiations with Crommelins to transport the diorama to the exhibition hall, remove the roof, and lower it in to the judges. There may need to be some powerline shifting by Synergy between his house and the Cannington hall, but that’s what we have police escorts and men with tall poles for.
One thing you can be certain of – this year that plastic trophy is going to have his name on it. Possibly misspelled.
The Little World 
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