War Diaries of a Little Englander.
Being the toy soldier, wargaming and kit bashing ramblings of a middle-aged Englishman.
'A gaping silken dragon,/Puffed by the wind, suffices us for God./We, not the City, are the Empire's soul:/A rotten tree lives only in its rind.'
Saturday, 9 February 2013
... the most irritating kit that I have ever bashed. I'm glad Azur's Breguet 27 was a short run, limited edition affair, because that means the potential for kit basher suffering is reduced. I'm not going to run through the difficulties, this photo gives the general idea:
Anyway, the thing is done now, and looks like this:
Care must be taken not to breathe when near it, in case it collapses.
Just look at the wonderful streamlining of the canopies - amazing, taken straight from the front of a tram.