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RAF Wellington – Part Four – ” I Think You’ll Find…”

Rack off, anorak. I found the colour call-out sheet with this MPM model very pleasing and I am going to follow their instructions. I also found a number of images on Google that told me about details of the real thing. They are not in colour, but the tones of the photos are accurate. The…
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RAF Wellington – Part Three – Bow Pen For The Win

If you do not have one, get one. Get two. Get several. You can never have enough bow pens. I have three – one from a drafting set my Grandfather used – one from a set my Father used, and one from a cheap eBay buy. The first two are best, the last adequate. Whenever…
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RAF Wellington – Part Two – The Inside Job

I am starting to model in four dimensions. Outside for length, width, and height. Inside for detail. Of course the general viewers will never know what’s inside, but I will. I will treasure the vision of a jewelled interior telling intriguing stories. And I will have beaten the old Airfix/Revell/Aurora monster of the hollow fuselage.…
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RAF Wellington – Part One – Another Legacy Bomber

This kit is the second legacy purchase from a deceased estate. The club member who passed away had not started it. A short google search turned up a number of RAF squadrons who flew this type and several clear illustrations showing camouflage pattern and squadron markings. As I had built a Wellington Mk 1c before…
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The Royal Noranda Pensioners

A fine body of men… The British Army has an institution for broken-down old soldiers in the London suburb of Chelsea – the Royal Hospital. It provides accommodation, clothing, food, and care for those who have served for many years and have no better place to go. The Légion étrangère does the same at Aubagne…
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Middle-Class Modelling

Worrying about not being seen as better – or being seen as worse – than you really are? Perhaps it would be more accurate to refer to it as having a case of muddle-class modelling. However one defines it, by the time someone finds themself thinking they are in the middle of it, it is…
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Bellanca Pacemaker – Part Five – Wop May

Wilfred ” Wop ” May apparently had the distinction of being the target that Baron von Richthofen was chasing when he was shot down. There is a perpetual controversy about who did that shooting, but I’ll bet Wilfred was glad of it anyway. He went on to form a bush-flying company out of Edmonton that…
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Bellanca Pacemaker – Part Four – PE P/O

Or what to do when you cannot get your hands round the throat of the person who designed the kit. I make no complaint about the mould-cutting shop. Or the injection plastic line. The design department are mostly blameless as is the decal office. My venom is reserved for the acid-pocked faces of the photo-etch…
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Bellanca Pacemaker – Part Three – Seams We Need To Fill Something

If you paid more to read these posts, the jokes would be better. The fuselage on the Dora Wings is a model…of course it’s a model…of sturdiness. Once the sides and top come together with some liquid cement and dry for a night the whole is greater than the parts. But there is a discrepancy…
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Bellanca Pacemaker – Part Two – Windows Of The Soul

If this were an Academy kit it would be windows of the Seoul. Thank you, thank you. Here all week. Try the veal. The missing windows ( a puzzle in philosophy – if windows are missing portions of the fuselage but they are not missing, are they missing? Answers third tub left in the Agora.…
