Shed a tear as another great British institution goes the way of the Dodo.
I still have a beautifully-painted airfix kit that my dad made for one of my birthday cakes. I think I was about 10, and it’s boxed in perfect condition in my parents’ cellar. My mum’s been trying to make me throw it out for years, but I just can’t bring myself to do it.
Gads. My uncle has a shitload of those things in his house. Don’t cave in. Trust me on this, young skywalker.
Babs! Long time, no hear from π No, I won’t cave in. The work my dad put into it’s obvious from how bloody good the paintwork is. I’m not chucking it, no matter how long she whinges at me!