Matt’s Model Cabinet Mk.3

This is a development holding page while I figure out how this “stuff” works.

Due in part to renewal costs on previous host and in part to limitation imposed I am trying my hand at invading the cloud again, please bear with me as I fumble my way around. All feedback is gratefully received

Thanks for visiting, I have put the site up as a place to store images of “most” of my builds, some are quite old, so please be gentle, some I managed to make a hash of and some seem to go really well, whatever you think, I know they are not museum quality or award winning, but I enjoyed making them. Model making is, to me at least, as much about the journey and experience as it is about the finished subject. If you fancy a go don’t be put off, we all started somewhere. There are countless video tutorials on-line and even some places that run classes, should the inclination take you there is also the International Plastic Modellers Society (www.ipms.org).

I was very lucky and found a local club that won’t take themselves seriously, has a wide range in talent, covering many diverse subjects and skill levels, but has none of the egos (well almost…) It is a hobby, not a job. If you’re struggling with a kit, put it away and start another one, if it takes five years to finish the only person who cares is most likely you. (Unless it actually is your job, then stop whinging, make a cuppa and get on with it slacker.) Feel free to browse and enjoy. On the off chance you find yourself in north Oxfordshire on the 3rd Thursday of the month, look us up

“Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth and danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds,—and done a hundred things you have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there, I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung my eager craft through footless halls of air Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace Where never lark, or even eagle flew—and, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God…..”
John Gillespie Magee, Jr., Letter to Parents, September 3, 1941

When you look upon my humble works, please spare a thought for all those who are serving, have served and are “still on patrol”. Part of this hobby, at least for me, is finding the stories, the history, remembering and in some small way commemorating those that protect the freedom and way of life we enjoy today, a debt that can never be re-paid.