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      Ongoing DDoS Attack causing Forum Slowness   26/04/17

      In case you have missed the announcement, the reason that the forum has been slow at times since the minor version update the other day is due to a Denial of Service attack, brute force attack on our email, and judging by the lag with our FTP response, that too.  If you're feeling like you're experiencing a glitch in the Matrix, you're not wrong.  This is the same MO as the attack in September 2016 that occurred when we transitioned to the new version 4 of the software.  We're currently working with US and UK cyber-crime departments, who specialise in this sort of thing, and we're hopeful that we'll be able to track them down this time by using the accumulated evidence already held.    We are pretty certain that it's a continuation of the same attack last year, only at a reduced intensity to deter people from using the site "because it's terribly slow", rather than taking it down completely, and we're also sure of the motivations of those responsible.  Spite.   Please bear with us in the interim, and wish us luck in dealing with these.... "people".


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  1. Pot. Kettle.
  2. Are you sure it wasn't a white one covered in rust?
  3. @fightersweep It was called Walden Models and was run by a chap called Keith. He stocked a wide range of kits and model bits. However, he got fed up with the corner of the shop being knocked off by lorries turning into George Street so moved to different premises at the other end of the town - slightly out of the way. Soon after that I think the town's cycle shop (Newdales) must have received a visit from a very persuasive Revell rep, as their shop suddenly became saturated with multiple copies of everything Revell had in stock. Their stock didn't seem to shift so they started discounting. Keith's sales then seemed to suffer and a few months later he closed down. A few months after that, Newdale's stopped selling kits...
  4. It would have been much worse if you'd got them they other way round
  5. Flints, of Orsett Road in Grays. An odd combination of travel agency, coach hire, bike accessories and models. They traded throughout the 1960's but they are long gone. They always seemed to have a great selection of US kits - especially cars and boats.
  6. Fantastic - one of those rare models for which the closer the photograph, the better it looks.
  7. According to the BBC: In 2015, the Scottish Prison Service found 43.4% of inmates had consumed Buckfast Tonic Wine before their last offence, despite it accounting for less than 1% of total alcohol sales nationally.
  8. Sorry but that's not right. There's a good basic explanation of the moving magnetic poles here.
  9. Is the fare £8.99 a month for the next 24 months?
  10. At that price it must be the much anticipated DeAgostini 1:8 English Course.
  11. Then squeezes, then blows.
  12. Some Irish lighting engineer friends were on a train in China. They were using Gaelic to discuss the debaucheries they had in mind for an attractive Chinese lady sat a few rows away in the same carriage. When she got off, she wished them good day, and hoped they would enjoy their stay in Shanghai - in perfect Gaelic. They went bright red and temporarily lost the ability to move...
  13. I like that a lot Very neat stripes - how much grief did they cause?
  14. On the subject of expanding foam, I was sent this educational tale many years ago. Apologies if you've seen it before. A friend of mine once built a canoe. He spent a long time on it and it was a work of art. Almost the final phase was to fill both ends with polyurethane expanding foam. He duly ordered the bits from Mr Glasplies (an excellent purveyor of all things fibreglass) and it arrived in two packs covered with appropriately dire warnings about expansion ratios and some very good notes on how to use it. Unfortunately he had a degree, worse still two of them. One was in Chemistry, so the instructions got thrown away and the other in something mathematical because in a few minutes he was merrily calculating the volume of his craft to many decimal places and the guidelines got binned as well. He propped the canoe up on one end, got a huge tin, carefully measured the calculated amounts of glop, mixed them and quickly poured the mixture in the end of the canoe (The two pack expands very rapidly). I arrived as he was completing this and I looked in to see the end chamber over half full of something Cawdors Witches would have been proud of. Two thing occurred to me, one was the label which said in big letters: "Caution - expansion ration 50:1" (or something similar) and the other that the now empty tins said "approximately enough for 20 small craft" Any comment was drowned out by a sea of yellow brown foam suddenly pouring out of the middle of the canoe and the end of the canoe bursting open. My friend screamed and leapt at his pride and joy which was knocked to the ground as he started trying to bale handfuls of this stuff out with his hands. Knocking the craft over allowed the still liquid and not yet fully expanded foam to flow to the other end of the canoe where it expanded and shattered that end as well. A few seconds later and we had a canoe with two exploded ends, a mountain of solid foam about 4ft high growing out of the middle, and a chemist firmly embedded up to his armpits in it. At this stage he discovered the reaction was exothermic and his hands and arms were getting very hot indeed. Running about in small circles in a confined space while glued to the remains of a fairly large canoe proved ineffective so he resorted to screaming a bit instead. Fortunately a Kukri was to hand so I attacked the foam around his hands with some enthusiasm. The process was hindered by the noise he was making and the fact he was trying to escape while still attached to the canoe. Eventually I managed to hack out a lump of foam still including most of his arms and hands. Unfortunately my tears of laughter were not helping as they accelerated the foam setting. Seeking medical help was obviously out of the question, the embarrassment of having to explain his occupation (Chief Research Chemist at a major petrochemical organisation) would simply never have been lived down. Several hours and much acrimony later we had removed sufficient foam (and much hair) to allow him to move again. However he still looked something like a failed audition for Quasimodo with red burns on his arms and expanded blobs of foam sticking everywhere. My comment that the scalding simple made the hairs the foam was sticking to come out easier was not met with the enthusiasm I felt it deserved. I forgot to add that in retrospect rather unwisely he had set out to do this deed in the hallway of his house (the only place he later explained with sufficient headroom for the canoe - achieved by poking it up the stairwell. Having extricated him we now were faced with the problem of a canoe construction kit embedded in a still gurgling block of foam which was now irrevocably bonded to the hall and stairs carpet as well as several banister rails and quite a lot of wallpaper. At this point his wife and her mother came back from shopping...... Oh yes - and he had been wearing the pullover Mum in law had knitted him for his birthday the week before.
  15. Looks great - does the trailer come with the kit or was it scratch built?