One of the favourite expressions of Phil Flory on his vlog shows. I like it as it is a comfortable thing to hear – at least something has succeeded. The latest model may be a festering mass of foam and fingerprints but by the time it has hardened and you’ve gotten your fingers unstuck from the Xacto knife, you’ll be good to go.
Where you go to is a moot point. In some cases it is on to the next stage of the instructions – drawn in black and white by a failed art student in Prague and labeled in every language except the one you speak. Good luck with this – follow the arrows carefully and observe that nothing fits anywhere. That is deliberate. The model makers of the Czech Republic are renowned for their sense of humour. They are like the Good Soldier Schweik in styrene.
Frequently the place to go is the hobby shop you got the kit from. You can decide while on the way whether you want to fling the thing at the owner’s head or buy another one in hopes it will be better.
Or you can go to the cupboard and get out the whiskey bottle and drink. A lot of short-run kits look better when you are drunk. Once you get to the Wheeeee! stage you don’t care whether the wheels actually fit.
It may be that I have misinterpreted Phil’s advice. He may have been praising a Japanese admiral.
Good Togo.
The Little World 
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