So, now with less inebriation
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Let's start out with the setup: cake, a psychedelic one actually
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And here's the one thing to blame for the whole shameful episode
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Now let's get to the point, because I was given some really awesome presents!
First there's this one here from my in-laws (now that they've learned how to use amazon wish-lists the presents got better
)
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Next up is our own Steve Hutchinson.
A beautiful IA training tankette by Tristar, in a HoBo box - awesome!
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And as if this hadn't been enough already I also found this "little" kit in the box (among cat and people treats!
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Now this one is something I've been eyeing for a while and had most definitely on my mental list, and lo - there it is... this may very well immediately follow the IV B
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Lot's of really early war / late interbellum kits, probably because of me also fiddling around with the Great War diorama which to a degree flows into the next one.
Which is the
extremely subtle and clever bridge to the present I was given by Philipp - totally interbellum!
A honest to the gods Fk 16 n.A. spent shell from 1936! The Fk 16 n.A. was the revamped and re-barrelled from 77mm to 75mm version of the Fk 16 field piece from the mid Great War period.
It was initially given to the cavalry divisions (while those still where around) because it was never modernized to the level that it had something more modern than the wood spoked wheels intended for a horse drawn limber.
It eventually ended up (wait, that's redundant, isn't it?
) with the infantry divisions because, well, the cavalry divisions went the way of the dodo... as did the, never as plentiful as would have been desirable to begin with, motor towing for the artillery
...and of course the longer the war lasted the older and more low-tech everything went anyway
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Anyway - here's my new flower vase / table bell / beer cooler /conversation piece.
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Edit: Better photo of the shell's bottom =>
Huge thanks (and, as usual, formulated in a pretentious way) here to all the honourable benefactors!
Best regards
Raoul G. Kunz
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