Friday, 30 January 2015

A Toy Soldier Restoration : Vintage Hollow Cast Highlanders by Beano Boy

I bought these recently,and they are vintage hollow cast figures by ,CHERILEA and they are  metal Highlanders from the 1950`s early 1960`s. They look like they`ve been in more than one little war with the slow passing of time. My Word! What adventures long ago,did a child ever have with these?  I must repaint these,and turn them once more into bright coloured toys,but first there is a certain something that I must attend to.


First I`ve got to work on something that at least half resembles a toy face on each of these tiny two inch fellows.
  So only time will tell,what they turn out like. 
A Few Days Latter After a Few Dips & Splashes 



They will not ever win any prizes, but if you squint your eyes,at a distance say from the Moon! They look a darn sight better than before.
So they are now happy ,and quite contented to be in my Collection of Old TimeToys.

Look whats just marched in. Drum Roll Please. BB

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

Medieval Buildings by Beano Boy

There are many a way to scratchbuild Buildings and this is one of my ways which although time consuming never the less it is a very cheap and effective way to achieve a good result.
Basicially any building is a type of box,four sides and a top & bottom,and so if you can  make a  simple box you can make  any scale of model building. I used Paper Picture Card,which is used for Mounting Pictures. Cheap as Chips. A large sheet 36"X 24"   price £2.50

 I wanted a set of old medieval buildings that over time had had repairs carried out on them. These buildings would have had many a use in former times however they were in my minds eye made for storage alongside the River Wensum., Lots of trade in medieval times came up the rivers from the coastal area`s of Britain. I decided to make my model in two parts that would eventually be linked into one building. Easy two boxes joined together. First getting the scale right. Above the little HO OO figure I made Yonk`s ago.He standing like so gives you the reader the size of the building.

Here I have cut out four sides two with the Apex of my roof.  Stuck together and reinforced inside  with card, it was then marked out in pen on all its sides. If you can draw a small circle our tiny oblong brick like shape you can do this. After it has been marked out  row upon row , the work of raising up each stone and brick begins. In the picture a small spot of Waterproof PVA GLUE is added onto each stone. Working around and around each side and then adding more glue to each former spot. Eventually satisfied with it,it was painted with white emulsion. Later colour was added ,and when completely dry a Black colour wash with a small amount of PVA Glue in it was applied to all the stone & brickwork.
The roofs were made from the same paper card,and marked out in pen and then each line and tile was scribed by using an old metal pen,which was a perfect tool for this job. Each paper card that would form the roofs was cut half way through on a center line underneath bent up to form the sloop of the roof & stuck on. Bits of card then added created the look of old stone work.          
The roofs were painted black & later dry brushed  with a tiny mix of orange & brown . The little fellow seems pleased with the end result,which now sits on my Honeywell  Town & Railway  Layout.   BB                                                                                                                    

Tuesday, 13 January 2015

Belgium 1815 The Lion Appears By Beano Boy

It had begun this day Tuesday 13th January 2015, as all days do with the first rays of light starting to chase the darkness as  if  they could ever catch it in a fine new shinny bucket of gleaming steel.

Eventually the Sun itself Rose Yawning above the horizon ,and after rubbing its eyes awake and setting sight upon another new day it smiled away at all those shiny bright buckets that would have had much more luck trying to catch the wind.

In its activity of casting light upon many a metaphor it  shone upon  the Lion that had appeared, as if by some systematic magical  scheme.

Mrs B, my Bonny Lass had brought home something that she had found outside.
"Gosh! That is incredible that you found this, because this is what I need to use upon my Photo Shoot Table." I said with avid interest. 
I`d recently missed out on bidding on one on EBAY!
 "How on Earth can you use such a thing with the stuff you do?" She asked as I gave it a wash in the bubbles of Red White & Blue.
" Well it is a something I have had in my Minds Eye for some time now.Years in fact!" I replied, and so after my chin wagging,eventually she smiled away in complete understanding ,as she went into the kitchen to make some Tea.
 On my Table
The French Invade Belgium 15th June 1815 shortly before the Great Rain fell from such  a Dark Stormy Sky as this. The French Lancer above has spotted something of value ,and a Great Worth perhaps even for Napoleon himself.
"You are certain You`ve seen them?" The excited Officer asked. "Yes,Sir they are upon the Brussels Road,at Quatre Bras, and I have seen their Great Strength, and to the right of them, Blucher & the Prussians are at Lingly." 
We can always check history for the number of troops in each army ,and perhaps if we wish to,in great detail uniform wise or even boot size, but what is their Great Strength? 
There is Lord Wellington & Lt General Pickton in Stove Pipe Hat & Officers of the Day,and Between them all,their strength of "Unity! ",coupled to, " The Great Lion of England!"   Picton & Wellington to Quatre Bras and with part of the Allied Army. Blucher must look to his Front at Ligny. The French have come between them. Humbugged! As Wellington remarked. 
What happend next is altogether another story for perhaps another Day. 
 By the way Mrs B,is quite happy she has found some rather shinny galvanized steel buckets in the garden. "I cannot  think where they came from," I said. "         BB

Thursday, 8 January 2015

The Rocking Horse & Blucher`s Last Charge by Beano Boy


This is the Season of Goodwill in the Winter of 1818,and it is Bluchers last Charge as seen by his Family and Friends. 
 The Napoleonic Wars are over.

Sunday, 4 January 2015

Braving the Winters Snow by Beano Boy

A friend on Benno`s Figure Forum sent Mrs B & i a little package,within it several model figures.So I painted this fellow up,as the Prussian Officer that he rightly is.
________________________Braving the Winters Snow ______________________________

The fresh snow had fallen silently over night,and each roof top and gutter and icicle froze even more solid then before. The windows ,and doorways of each small building were tucked in nicely by this fresh white blanket. Not one pathway or roadway could be seen as the young Prussian Officer left his home.Everywhere looked the perfect cold picture of an untrodden  crisp winter wonderland. Wadding through the snow  knee deep in places he finally reached the old style wooden outbuilding where his sled was stored up for such an occasion as this. He tied a sack onto its back,and set out upon his mission.

 It is the first winter since Napoleons defeat, and now that he is tucked away safe out of harms way on Alba,the young Prussian Officer although still in service to one of Bluchers cavalry regiments was inspite  of it home for that first Christmas in many a year.   This is no fool-hardy act of courage, like those of charging Guns upon the battle field of that period in time. No never that. He is on his way to bring  the Seasons Greetings and Gifts, and Good Cheer to the Widows & Children. Those who`s husbands never returned home with his regiment,from the wars. Simple wooden home-made brightly painted Toys a plenty,and perfect packages of treats to eat, all tied  up with dainty coloured string, and all cradled snuggly in the sack fixed firmly tight upon his sled.
Relief for the Poor Widows Son`s____ i_____ and for the Daughters of Eve!
Braving each and every hash winters sloop as more snow falls. His ever downward path outlined perfectly in traced out icy lines. He thinks of his dear Wife, and small children sleeping on in sweet warm slumber as he raced each rise , and fall of such a White as This. He also thinks of his comrades, and their wives and children they had left behind. It is a certainty in any conflict of war, that some Dad`s never come home.

 WHOOOOSH! Finally after a few short hours,he arrives at his destination a Tiny Village way up in the mountains wrapped up so in winters harsh embrace.
 As he knocks upon the first door of his ,Special Mission ,we must remember that his journey`s  end has not been reached,for he must return home to his Dear Loved Ones. However that perhaps is a story for another Time & Place.   BB