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Post by woody66 on Sept 28, 2017 9:52:55 GMT 1
A good start to my tale. Not enough characters for the title I wanted to use in the subject.
It should have read. How I started modelling or 47 years of frustration and pleasure.
I got my first model kit for my fourth birthday from my uncle Harry. Who had survived evacuation from Dunkirk and the Invasion of D-Day and was now introducing his nephew to his favourite past time of model making.
So to my first kit, and yes it was the iconic spitfire, I opened the box and that was it. My big brother took over all I got to do was watch and hand him the occasional part. Big brothers eh gotta love them. And so it went on for a few more years and several kits. Until my seventh birthday and again I received another kit. A Harrier GR1 model, which I was determined to make on my own. No brotherly love this time. I called in the household UN peace keeper my mum to make sure big brother didn't try to help. After two nights of cutting and gluing there it was my first solo model and what a beauty it was with its excessive amounts of glue giving it a unique look, it's thrust vectoring nozzles the wrong way round and its outrigger wheels at the most unusual of angles(it would never have landed safely on them my brother said)but I didn't care it was mine and I did it without his help. So too uncle Harry I say a big thank you for getting me in to this frustrating and most enjoyable hobby.
Colin.
P.S How did you start modelling?
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Post by csnewton2701 on Sept 28, 2017 10:07:07 GMT 1
I agree with the frustration and pleasure. A very nice story of how you got into modelling, I never had the issue of a big brother as I was the oldest.
How I got into the hobby is a bit odd as I'd never been into aircraft probably because no one I knew had a keen interest. My passion was ships, my first ever kit was a Folland Gnat that my grandad bought for us to do. It was a heavy on the glue and paint job with the interior unpainted. That was about 18 years ago.
Chris
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