Now you have suddenly reminded me (deja vu?) of the distant past when I could only afford the kits in the plastic bags. I aspired to having a kit in a box.
I also remember risking life and limb standing on a chair put on my bed (very wobbly) to attach planes to the ceiling in dynamic poses with black cotton thread.
I also remember the "scene" when my Dad came home and found that I had made dozens of drawing pin holes all over the ceiling.
It'll be OK just as long as someone keeps selling the wonderfully smelly glue...........
Last edited by Shed Cat; 1st September 2006 at 22:41.
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