Brushes have been running hot down in the lab this week. Twice ‘she who must be restrained’ has had to retreat to the dubious safety of day time telly to avoid the over spray whilst my trusty lab assistant (rat) was removed by some large friendly men in white coats driving a bus. I knew he didn’t have long to go, I mean humming the tune of “making my mind up” by Bucks Fizz, good god man!
What caused this diabolical sitchyashun? AB miniatures that’s what. To be more precise french line from the Imperial French range, …….the bastards! How can a mortal man be expected to paint in all that detail not to mention the variance of said detail, these miniatures are a crime against humanity (assuming my trusty lab assistant is actually human).