First thoughts about these PSC vehicles (the first I have built) are that they are well thought out, go together smoothly, and are provided with a very nice range of crew figures and stowage. The crew will be added before the hull top is attached, hence the current state of the production line.
The blank brick wall here reminds me of a side street by my grandparents' home in Bootle in the early 1960s. Steam locomotives pulled goods trains, timber came in from Canada, the back alleyways smelt dank, and the streets were full of gaps from the bombing. All gone now.
The figure walking away from the camera here represents a factory policeman - combined night watchman and armed guard. It's the sort of job (the night watchman) that, in another life, I would have liked. The brazier would have burned bright, the kettle would have sung, and I would have walked my rounds along the damp brick walls. A bit like the opening pages of Herman Hesse's Wandering, where he imagines different lives he might have lived.
It's not just armour on the table. In fact, there's more creeping around going on: