Right, here's how I spent my evening.........
1.Cut. Dry fit. Swear at the parts, stomp around the workshop cursing Revell's designers.
2.Calm down. Have a drink, recommence work.
3.Sand. Fill. Dry fit.............Scream! More offensive language, another drink. Calm down. Begin again.
Repeat steps 1-3 for about six hours...............
Steve, I feel for you old chum, I really do.................
But........There is light at the end of the tunnel!! After all the plastic surgery,the frustration, the blood, sweat and booze consumed...............
I have produced................. something!
Wings on, flaps dropped, holes filled, seams sanded. Here you go.............
Right, I going to treat myself to a very fine 50 year old malt. CHEERS!