| Wonwings diary-Ode to the prolific modeller.
'Many years ago I brought a kit',
To share time with my wife who does knit,
As models were built in much profusion,
This did lead to a little confusion,
Models sat in the workroom in the beginning,
But soon alarm bells were a ringing !
On top of wardrobes,on window ledge,
I had broken my original pledge,
That models must be confined,To nether regions that were un-defined.
And so my little squadrons grew to great numbers,
To peoples amazement and great wonders.
Scale-models came to the rescue to confirm that I was not alone,
As my shelves gradually began to groan.
The weight on my mind that I did find,was of some help of a kind.
Bigger and better models did emerge,
O'Dear was I really on the verge ?
But have no fear there was some help in hand,as I found such an happy band.
Within the realms of Scale-models members,sure saved my models from the fiery embers.
Within the roost was a chap called Nigel,with Focke Wulf 190's in a line,my word they did look like mine ?
So fear not people who like to model,
You are no different from people who Yodel.
From around the world in workshops a plenty,their shelves are very rarely empty,
With axis powers from yesteryear,
YOU are those modellers from here to there !
Wonwing.
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