To answer my own question, yes you can get ejector seats in 1/32nd scale. However I think I’ll pass and build something for myself.
I have received the Aston Martin and Packard Victoria. The Victoria’s going away until I get or make a gangster figure, so I’m looking at the Aston as my next project. I’m going to get the Secret Agent in the next few weeks but I’ll work out what his vehicle contains in the mean time.
It was an EBay purchase and only cost 74p (postage was over twice the final price) so there are a few problems. The rear axle is missing and the front pillars are bent, one broken, from some abuse in a past life. I might be able to find a new axle from the parts bin, but I’m considering enclosing the whole drivetrain as if it’s been protected against mines.
There’ll be no back seat passenger space in this DB5. I’m going to build my own ejector seats and the launch tubes etc. are going to take up a bit of space. There’ll probably be some rear firing weaponry as well. This is where I can get away without buying specific weapons. As a product of Q division the guns on this car will be unique. I have some etched parts for switches and extra gauges and I’ll drill out the glove box so it can be open with a handgun inside.
The first job, however, is probably going to be gluing the glazing in as a way to straighten the pillars and get the roof line fixed.
With the exception of some very good fight scenes about three quarters of the way through this film is challenging Catwoman for a special place on the bottom of the pile.
Jason Statham is Frank, a retired soldier who now plies a trade as a getaway driver/ courier of illegal goods in the South of France. During the opening chase sequence his robotic insistence on sticking to his special set of rules, supposed to drive home his hard edge, actually makes him look like an anal retentive queen. And it only gets worse from there. Finally breaking one of his rules, “Never open the package”, he gets involved in a nonsensical confusion of double crosses, shoot outs and people smuggling culminating in a fight on a moving lorry reminiscent of Indiana Jones.
The car chases want to be Ronin, and fail miserably. The acting is terrible. And this little corner of the Riviera is populated by people who speak English, with only their stupid accents to hint where they’re from. Given that it was co-written and produced by Luc Besson, the man behind the excellent Leon, I was expecting so much more.
Leo Hickman, who has practical experience of nappies having spent a year “elbow deep in excrement” picks apart yesterday’s report about disposable nappies.
The fact is that, to my eyes at least, this report is full of holes. Why are its findings based on an assumption that washable aficionados use 47 nappies, whereas we had easily got by on 20? Why did the Environment Agency survey 2,000 parents using disposable nappies compared with just 117 using washables, meaning that (taking into account the weighting towards those using older-style nappies which use more cloth), many of the assumptions are based on the habits of just 32 people? Why does the report include the energy used to iron nappies? Who on earth irons their nappies? Why was it assumed that people environmentally conscious enough to be using washable nappies would automatically want to tumble dry them?
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This week’s Photo Friday subject is Green.
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