Merthyr is four miles from me Pete.

Pen y Bryn Scrap Yard with new figures.

Magical, absolutely magical.   :thumbs :pathead

Speaking of houses, in fact, of most things when we were kids - to we children, everything seemed "big" but, when we see them now, they're absolutely tiny.  I only just remember my Dad's first private car after he left the army - a Singer Roadster.  It seemed huge but in fact, having seen one quite recently, I can't imagine how my Mum and Dad fitted in the two front bucket seats, never mind actually getting in and out of the thing - Dad wasn't "small" !!  My brother and I could have played football on the back seat which I remember as being way too big for just the two of us.

I do love those old photographs of our industrial past - life was certainly hard in those days but somehow, going up to the Welsh "valleys" these days, doesn't have anything like the impact it used to have.  I remember as a nipper, coming down from the top into the Rhondda valley and wow, what a sight it was.  Those steep narrow streets lined with terrace after terrace of miners houses (or were they "cottages"), all with smoking chimneys and the whole area shrouded in a dark grey fog-like cloud.  Pollution was of no consequence to us in those days but that image, so soon after the wildness of Breckon Beacons, has remained with me to this day.  At the time, we lived in rural East Yorkshire - chalk and cheese !!!

And a world away. These photo's are a marvellous look back in time. I'm old enough to have travelled with my father in similar ERF's and the like as a kid with their timber framed cabs and no heaters.

A few years ago at a vintage car show in Cardiff I saw a Standard 10 (10 HP) I remember going on holidays every year to a caravan in Porthcawl, about 36 miles, we used to stop on the way by the side of the road, get the meths burner out and make tea to break up that long journey!

Brilliant stuff, and exquisite attention to detail, as usual!
Does Mr Thomas have a yard crane tucked away? there's some hefty stuff in his compound…

No room for one I'm afraid but his brother Dai, comes in to help out with his :)

Empties on their way to the colliery.

What a lovely scene. Everything just looks right.

Looks fantastic, even down to the broken down fencing in the bottom right had corner. So often I think you can try and aim for everything perfect which isn't how things were or are.

Thanks Pete and Dave.

Next more figures to paint and add to the cameos :)

Pen-y-Bryn South Signal box with new figures.

:thumbs :thumbs Lovely.

I'm resigning from this site !!!

How on earth is a semi-normal person supposed to try to produce something like that ?


How did you manage to blend the background to the "scene" so perfectly - is that just by choosing the right colour foliage etc. ?

[user=6]Petermac[/user] wrote:

I'm resigning from this site !!!

How on earth is a semi-normal person supposed to try to produce something like that ?


How did you manage to blend the background to thr "scene" so perfectly - is that just by choosing the right colour foliage etc. ?

I gave up ages ago  


Ed

[user=1338]Ed[/user] wrote:

[user=6]Petermac[/user] wrote:

I'm resigning from this site !!!

How on earth is a semi-normal person supposed to try to produce something like that ?


How did you manage to blend the background to thr "scene" so perfectly - is that just by choosing the right colour foliage etc. ?

I gave up ages ago  


Ed

 

If not for the people, I'd have thought that was a real-life photo.

Thanks all.

I must admit that I'm not doing anything technical, in fact I'm not doing anything different to anyone else, the business is actually with the colouring of the ID backscene print, it's toned just right, subdued colouring make for a perfect blend, now the cat's out of the bag….I should have come up with some technical mumbo-jumbo to confuse everyone.  

Some more pictures of the signal box.

Stunning pic's there. My favourites are the first colour one and the second last pic.