Good morning you wonderful people that habitat the wide and woolly world of Plastic
Hope you are all very well?
This is gonna be a long one, so drinks ready, plump up your seat and stand-by for a disjointed and weird DW post. I promise a bit of modelling as well
So lets start back on the 10.7.22…………………..
This was Mrs DW and mine 24th Wedding Anniversary. I love that woman more each day, and remember standing in our local Church (which we moved back to this area 6 years ago, and stands on the highest hill in area, so every day, I see the steeple and remember that day), absolutely pouring with sweat, as it was the hottest day of the year and I was wearing a ¾ Frock Coat, Waistcoat and all the shenanigans one wears. It was nothing to the beauty who stood at the bottom of the Aisle, and as they opened the Huge doors at the bottom of the Aisle, the sun seemed to radiate around her and her Dad. Truly breath-taking (her not her Dad). I remember my Best Man kept saying, “don’t look around its Bad Luck”!
Bad Luck be damned, I want to see my future wife. Awesome. She was simply beautiful. We had a wonderful service and a truly wonderful day.
And, she is still here, looking after her crooked and damaged Husband.
So with our getaway planned for the 11.7.22, or eyes on the Forecast. The holiday was in Norfolk and UK Holidays are just a Lottery when it comes to weather. Inclement is one word. Unpredictable is another. Your choose your dates and you have no guarantee, just pot luck. Well, we fell on our feet. 11.7.22 to 15.7.22 in the UK has been utterly beautiful.
Having completed a fair chunk of Housework and the house and Garden looking spick and span, prior to travelling, I left Mrs DW for a lay-in and sloped off to M/C with Coffee and Pastries, for a final, final spot of Modelling. You remember, I had said a mental Goodbye to M/C on the Saturday, well I cant resist a final dabble with TET and Sander.
So a bit more work on Panhard VBL. I managed to find some recent footage of Panhard’s being used by the French Foreign Legion in Afghanistan. There was some terrific footage of Panhard’s bouncing around over some very rugged terrain on video
(813) French Foreign Legion In Heavy Combat With Taliban In Afghanistan - YouTube
Right on 8.24 in video, two of these vehicles are on the horizon and later, one of these vehicles just drives over a huge rock and seems indifferent to it. So on that point regarding suspension for the Panhard VBL.
Section 6, deals with front Suspension units. Nothing to taxing and just a bit of sanding.
The below shows the build up of the Water Propulsion system (Propeller was very poor molding and needed a lot of work to get it “Ship-Shape”).

Then Exhaust added.

The final Rear Suspension arms added.

A little Dry-Fit of Upper Hull. Lovely fit, just some very light sanding and fiddling, nothing that’s gonna be to much problems. A builder of this kit recommended leaving the two parts apart till final assembly as there is so much painting in the Interior.

Meanwhile, outside the temperature was getting so the M/C was uncomfortable. This Thermometer hangs on the outside of M/C and at 15:33 it was this.

So, the 11.7.22 arrives and with bags packed in our tiny Toyota IQ (don’t laugh, its remarkably roomy, incredibly stealthy on fuel and we had been offered a Station Wagon by Father-in-Law, but it just was a reason to stuff more in for a weeks holiday. Mrs DW packed IQ and honestly, we had a Suitcase, two foldable Vango Camping Chairs, and Inflatable Double Mattress (in case I could not get on board with bed at where we were going, and an Ice Box. Off we trundled at 12:00 on the 11.7.22 after dodging the Cats and Rabbits, and instructions to In-Laws who were House-Sitting. A very warm and uncomfortable drive through England’s Green (Brown) and pleasant pastures. Peterborough, Kettering, Cambridge and that long drive behind Caravans heading out to East Anglia. Until, many hours later, after Comfort Breaks and a Burger King, we ended up in a place called Alburgh in Norfolk. The road we came off, had a sign on one side saying Welcome to Norfolk, and the other side said Welcome to Suffolk. You get my gist, we were on a border.
Here was where we were laying our sleepy heads for five nights.

The above is the other Carriage called Edward (Edwardian), we were in Victoria (Victorian), they each had the similar layout but slightly different décor. Both with Wood Burners.
Mrs DW had booked us into Choo Choo Moo. Two former Dairy Train carriages, converted into dwellings. This is what you call Glamping. Beautiful. Sited in a field, no neighbors, no noise, no traffic (except the White Transit Pick-Up I noted at 07:45 every morning, coming up the lane to some obscure job. No TV, No Internet, Not very good Mobile Reception. The Electric (2 x 240V) provided by Solar Panels at rear of Carriage. Gas bottles provide Hot Water for Shower (very decent size), Taps and Cooking facilities (2 x Gas Rings) and for the outside Bath yup!). The silence was truly deafening. I have Tinnitus and honestly, I didn’t realize how bad it was, till then. The first evening we watched Deer’s in the next field frolicking away. I bought myself a new set of Bino’s and watched Kites and Buzzards in the sky. We found ourselves waking for every morning at about 03:00. Putting on the Two-Burner and letting Kettle Boil, then sitting outside, Mrs DW with a Fleece Blanket and me in my Baerskin Fleece, sipping coffee and listening and watching the pale light of Dawn. Magical. We as a couple, bumbled on trips to Lowestoft and Southwold, which is the most quintessential English Beach Resort you could go to. We walked miles, ate Ice Creams, ate Fish & Chips, drank an amazing coffee looking over the beach at Suzie’s,

and generally talked nonsense. It was amazing. This Choo Choo Moo is not gonna be everybody’s cup of tea. For a start it can only accommodate two. Its small. I suppose a Caravan size. I probably would have struggled if it had been Cold and Wet, but to have a decking area, and French Doors, and a view that just left me breathless with its beauty, its not bad. We ate locally produced Meat on a kindly provided Fire Pit, being very careful not to ignite the dry grass.
Suffolk and Norfolk are very famous for the heritage of USAAF Bases that dotted these areas, and during the 2 World War, this area was invaded (lol) by the handsome and incredibly brave men of the US Air Force. Close by is a Aviation Museum (Norfolk and Suffolk Aviation Museum) at the wonderful sounding place of Bungay Its run by volunteers and donations. It’s absolutely jammed packed to the rafters with exhibits and stuff. If your even in that neck of the woods, please go. Please, please also donate when you go. I’m not into aviation but I do appreciate the bravery and camaraderie of these young, young men who traveled thousands of miles and fought and sadly died. I am in awe of them.
In the Museum is a really interesting section about Lt Joe Kennedy. I had heard about Joe Kennedy but the story of him and the chaps involved is immense. Please read about him: Joe Kennedy (aviationmuseum.net)
The village of Blythbourgh in Suffolk was truly lucky to have not disappeared totally having been blasted by Torpex.
I have added some images, but it left both of us truly humbled and a bit lost for words. The stories associated with each piece was mind-blowing. I was particularly struck by the horrible accident that befell a Liberator Crew on their way back from their last mission, and decided to fire Very Flares out and unfortunately, they caught the fuel tanks and all of the crew were killed, including Cameramen and Press assigned to capture this monumental mission return.
Here are some images of that day in a part of Suffolk forever associated with America, I thought you Aviation buffs would like the images of planes and a Turret from a Liberator (if you can zoom in on image, it’s worth reading the script, I certainly would not get my lithe frame in). The base by the way was the home of the 446th Bomb Group

One of my thrills in life is try something different on a holiday, some new experience. Never in my life have I ever tried Raw Milk.
Now Suffolk is a huge agricultural nirvana of Pigs, Cattle and such. Close to us, along with Ice Cream makers, Breweries and amazing food producers, was a Cattle / Dairy Farm called Fen Farm. They make their own Cheese and Yoghurts from Raw Milk produced by their Cows. The 300 Montbeliarde Cows provide the milk that makes an award winning Cheese called Baron Bigod (served to Prince Harry on the morning of his Wedding). You go to the Farm and there is a booth filled with Vending Machines. Paying by Card, I had two liters of Raw Milk, a huge slice of Baron Bigod Cheese and some Eggs. What fun.
I am a philistine as I drank the milk in the evening with the following cereal

In the evening I sat drinking the following and Mrs DW drank Wine and read, and listened, and watched.

The image above is of a Penstemon which is a Perennial and we saw constant amounts of Bees popping in for its Nectar. Mrs DW loved it. On returning from holiday, I bought some plants from a Online Dealer and so she will have these lovely plants in her Garden. Year after year.
Whilst in Lowestoft, I had an hour on my own in a Turkish Barbers. This is what I looked like before, me and Mrs DW in Southwold, and after.

An hour later in sunny Lowestoft. Haircut (Zero Rear and sides), Beard Trim, Nose Wax and Ear Hair Wax (That did make me wince). I looked a bit cleaner and shipshape.
Whilst having a haircut, Mrs DW went around the shops and came back with some Games to play in evening and found the following in a Charity Shop.

Well after a week, we sadly packed the car and trundled off home and it was with very sad hearts as this place is truly magical ad special. Don’t all go, I want to book again
On my return and the normal absolute aloofness from our Cats. God, you go away for a week, and you think you’d be smothered by love on the Masters return. Well Dogs do. Not Cats.
I was pleased to see some trinkets awaiting for me from
www.emodels.co.uk.

Various Weathering materials for these two models. Of course having got home and Mrs DW sorting the one case out, I had to drop into the M/C. I could not resist some light Modelling, with one eye on House and the inevitable call “DW, get you’re a** in here”, or loving words to that effect. I started work on the Milan Tubes being stored in the vehicle. 3 x unit in racks on Right.

The Left caught me out when not reading instructions properly. The Left only has two tubes and although three added, I managed to wiggle the third tube out as I had only “Tacked” in with TET. So not bonded. The beauty of TET is the repositioning and wiggle room. So out the Tube popped and back on track.

I then could start work on the three doors (Left, Right, Back). All had small Sinkholes that needed sanding out. Three to each door. Luckily not deep enough for filler.

I then had escaped the wrath of Mrs DW so turned myself to a bit more work. The front of Hull has a nice piece of PE embellishment that was cut and added with Extra Thick Jarvis C/A. I also added the Windscreen Wipers (as glass is added from behind), and some Grab handles, that luckily are in scale and did not need replacing in wire.

Also added was the Front Plate with Towing Shackles.

A small little build was the four wheel hubs, you get two sets of wheels and hubs, its up to you how you fit.

My Toms are swelling and benefiting from the extraordinary heat in the UK. The UK was hit with a Mini-Heatwave on the w/c 18.7.22 and you’d think Armageddon had come. We had News Specials on Weather and it really started to Boil my P£^&$ (literally). Sunday night, I lay in bed, sweating profusely but a fan and a open windows helped, and watched the Farmers Weekly Forecast on a programme called Countryfile on BBC1. The MET office chap was describing the forecast for the coming week, then started to tell me how to keep cool…………………WHAT!
Its weather. Countries around the world with climates hotter cope. Even countries closer to our good selves, Greece, Spain, Italy, France all cope with the same. Being told how closing Curtains and Opening Windows, was honestly laughable. We have turned into such a soppy bunch here. It just became a joke in the DW house. We even started to shout to each of us, “Darling, have you opened / closed the Curtains” I have been in the Middle East and they dress appropriately, build housing that copes, but poor old UK…………………………anything over 40C and it’s the end of the world.
On I admit a hot Sunday (17th), whilst sat in shade and chomping on a butty and a glass of Cold Beer, up springs Mrs DW and disappears. Then returns with our Oregon Extendable Hedge Trimmer and Loppers, and starts going crazy on a bush that has sat in our Garden for possibly forty years and is mostly Ivy and not much plant. The only contribution to it was I swapped the Hedge part of the Trimmer to a 12” Chainsaw Head. Two 240L Bins and ½ a 1 Tonne Dumpy Bag later……………..

The last day of term at schools where I work came around on the 18.7.22 and look what turned up to feed us and the Pupils.

Still the temperature in the UK was top of news. This taken on the 18.7.22

This taken on the 19.7.22
Still the Toms and Cucumbers enjoy all this radiant heat.

These two next images are of a Supermarket in Uttoxeter I visited on the Monday (20.7.22), and their was no Freezer / Fridge units working. We are not very good at heat are we.
Saturday, and having weeded front and planted a few more Ornamental Grasses.
I settled into the M/C and started some more work on Panhard. The doors have lots of recessed mould marks, again, a rubbing from a Ultimate Thinny, cut to fit into these areas (I tend to trim the thin end with a knife). Then given a rub.

I made up from section 12, two Jerry-Cans and bended and folded the PE provided for Holder and Strap. Really lovely details.

The door (C2) with its Ammo Pouches and Part B21 as I intend to pose with open doors was completed, but the Rifles (FAL) left separate for painting purposes. The three Top Hatches have molding indents and due to concave molding, really difficult to remove by sanding alone, so reluctantly filled.

Bit more PE work, straps for side pod.

Opposite side had its Tarpaulin Basket added and Tools Holder. The Hatches and Jerry-Cans were mounted on Cocktail Sticks so I could paint separate.

I’ll leave you with two Snails racing each other around a pot.

All in all, a rather busy time for ourselves, but nonetheless enjoyable and the week away was up their with many holidays we have had together. I have visited many countries and each has given us fond and memorable memories. I am though guilty of forgetting how beautiful the UK is and right on the proverbial doorstep. As the UK is suffering, probably the same as many countries with changes since Covid, and this has impacted on our Travel system, especially Airports being understaffed and under resourced. Its making me realize, that I detested the five, six, seven hours in Airports, herded like cattle to a destination abroad and all to do the same in a return trip. Meanwhile, with good planning and taking ones time, there is a whole unexplored vista of places in the UK that is screaming out for exploration. Some will still wish to travel abroad for better weather (these last few weeks though has been difficult to beat), but as somebody getting a little less tolerable of Cattle Class and paying for the torture, I’m inclined to seek more local pleasures. We have visited nearly all of the Greek islands and each is a much the same. France still delights me with its food and countryside. The Middle East is still a favorite but has become over the years in places, not so “Fun” as it was. Maybe next year we’ll look at Cruising again, but all depends on economics and what’s going on in the World. We shall see.
In the meantime, I wish you all great holidays and wherever you go and with whoever tickles your fancy, may you have full sails and steady breezes.
Love and Best wishes,
DW