And its all silver - how hard could it be?
First step was to make some 45cm square "portable modelling workshops". Why 45cm? Because that's the width of the ply left over from 2m square I bought to make a lid on the water butt.
Can't put this off any longer - we are at T minus 5 days when the kids return and will want to play or help with any toy sized jet plane. The plan is to have this done and dusted and safely ensconced in one of our display cabinets in lieu of the various pieces of wedding related crystal currently resident (and seeing as this is our 18th anniversary - no better time),
First stop, the most excellent Marks Models where I decline an invitation to a barbecue and only just resist the temptation to go Big Time and get an airbrush. A rattle-can of silver, 5 random 15ml tins, glue with with a metal pipette and some specialist masking tape and I'm good to go. But World Cup final precludes anything other than the occasional browse of youtube where it soon becomes apparent I really should have gone for an airbrush.
But oh boy am I ready
Crossing the Rubicon
This can be put off no longer. Time to open the box and start putting this mother together. And at step 1, Houston we have a problem,
There is a tiny little man in the model needing a gazillion different paint colours, The model cannot be stuck together and spray-painted with all-forgiving silver until this tiny man is in his cockpit.
Even if the tiny man were to be left out, the cockpit still requires insane level of details otherwise the plane will be a Ghost Plan. Hmmm.....
No, lacking flesh colour paint and limitted to 4 shades of silver, we will persevere and make tiny man and his acoutrements a worthy representation of those of risked and sometimes lost their live in the Cold War.
Just need to hold out till I get some flesh coloured paint. In the meantime, got back on Easy Street by spray painting some of the interior- now we're sucking diesel,
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