The Little World

I’m proud to say I am not good at scale modelling. Well, not that good.

Good in tiny little spots, perhaps. And trying hard to make those spots expand until they can encompass the entirety of the hobby. And I’ve got no chance of that happening any time soon…

You see mistakes occur. Foolish ones, and accidental ones, and unfortunate ones. And also carefully thought-out ones as well. I can go into a disaster with my eyes open and a plate of chocolate biscuits on the workbench.

However, the good news is that the mistakes are getting smaller and further apart. I have realised that I need to make them, but I need only to make them once. And if the weather is right, I can even avoid them by reading of other’s errors before I embark upon my own.

I’m happy to say that I have listened to three other skilled hands in the scale model hobby and taken in one principle that they emphasised; I build my models to please myself. I have a plan and an aesthetic that I intend to work to…and it took me some stumbling tries to work out what it was…but it is genuinely what I want to do and I need not apologise for it.

If this sounds like ego gone mad, wait until you hear what I can say at an annual dinner of the Backstabbers Guild Of Australia – I’m the Guild President-For-Life. It sounds a secure position, but reflect on the fact that when there is a change of office the instrument of election is considerably sharper than a small electoral pencil…