Category: Collecting
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Are You Proud Of Your Work?

That sounds like one of those passive/aggressive questions that bullies invent to make people feel bad. But bear with me – it is legitimate. Are you proud of the models you make? I am, and I display them at my studio in IKEA cabinets. I take pictures of them and post them on the internet.…
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The Light Plane Kit Vacuum

And I don’t mean vac-form either. I mean, where are the light plane kits in the scale modelling world? You can buy as much armour as you can carry, and as many fighter planes, bombers, and battleships as you might get through the front door – but if you want to have a shelf full…
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When Little Worlds Collide

A casual discussion overheard at my modelling club about an upcoming Big Local Modelling Exhibition revolved around which club exhibit would win the coveted “ Best In Show “ award. It’s decided by a public vote amongst the paying attendees. Everyone gets a twiddly wink as a counter and places it in a box at…
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” Recapture Your Childhood “

Said an advertisement for a reissue of an old kit. I opened the box and looked in… My childhood was moulded better than that – and it was made in the same mould. I might have aged a lot and some of my edges have become worn, but I have avoided sinkholes in every corner…
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Gloster Javelin FAW 9 – Part Five – Eighty Three Cents A Day

The Gloster Javelin kit cost me $ 5.00 at a Sunday swap-meet. I built it over the next 6 days. Thus, it cost 83¢ per day. Try getting happy elsewhere for 83¢… I succeeded. The ex-FROG revamped 50’s kit went together logically and easily. The horrors of age were hidden by modern science and devious…
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S.P. – Part Four – Precision Is As Precision Does

I had no idea what to expect with the Mirage model of the little armoured car – the firm was a mystery to me. I was pleasantly surprised. Precision in some scale modelling is everything…and in other cases it is nothing. Some makers have magnificent box art disguising parts that frankly do not fit together.…
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Handley Page Heyford – Part One – Come On March

I rarely urge the calendar to advance – I am at an age when I appreciate every day – indeed, being retired, I frequently mistake one for another. As long as I can remember scale model club morning and garbage night, the rest of the week can dissolve. But a special month was coming; Matchbox…



