Once again, I find the old blog has been neglected. Reasons for this are several: time, lack of; worthwhile, nothing to say that’s; way, life getting in the.
The workbench is busy. Having said that there isn’t much to actually show for it. Several client builds have reached an odd kind of stasis where there’s ongoing work but not much to see. The photo shows five part-built models, but doesn’t show four others I’ve started, or the growing pile of unstarted models! I’ve begun a process of building up some of my own models that have been in storage for some years, with the idea of using them to populate my table when I demonstrate at model exhibitions. You see, I’ve built some lovely models over the past few years but they don’t hang around once they’re completed, tending to go to their owners, so I can’t show them off to a wider public. Having a semi-permanent collection of various models will be useful, I think.
In other news, a general election has come and gone. After one of the dirtiest, fib-ridden and frankly far too long campaigns, the result, as you might expect, was not quite what I had hoped for. In fact, it took me rather badly—yes, even cynical old me—with the result that I’ve been trying very hard to not fall ill over it. I’m currently undergoing a battery of tests to see what might be wrong with me, but so far nothing has surfaced.
The election results have also prompted some serious discussions at Snaptophobic Towers about moving somewhere else. It seems neither Best Beloved nor myself hold out much hope of things improving round here. Of course, I could get off my backside and actually try and do something about it, but there’s that thing called “lack of time”. Well, it’s an excuse anyway.
On the up side, it’s encouraged us to do all the things round the house and garden that we’ve been putting off for so long, with a view to improving likely selling prospects. Even if we never sell up and move out, we’ve made where we live nicer.
Photography. Now, there’s a thing. I haven’t been out for a proper photo expedition for ages. The passion has simply wandered off, and is probably doing something more interesting without me. I very nearly decided to sell all the gear a while ago. I know. It shocked me, too. I need something to give me a kick up the arse and to encourage me to blow the dust off the gear, and to get out there to explore again.
So, here we are, half-way through 2015. This year is simply flying by, and if I’m not careful I might miss it!