Hello Bob;

The Prairie is en route to the UK, the ship left Singapore earlier this week, and is on schedule for 1st or 2nd at Felixstowe.

I'm aware that things are happening with the car carriers and Vanwides, but I don't know any details; the factory was on holiday last week, which hasn't helped. As soon as I hear from Sonic, I'll let you know.

Martyn

In the club's private dining room, oak-panelled walls exuded an old-world charm. Stylish furnishings and luxury décor adorned the space, while crystal chandeliers cast a warm glow, illuminating the faces of those assembled. Jeremy, resplendent in his naval uniform, stood at attention, acutely aware that this evening held far more significance than mere protocol.

"Young man, you've caught our attention. Your dedication to duty precedes you. Please be seated. Your respect for tradition and authority is commendable. I've observed your composure under pressure—a valuable trait in our line of work. Your attentiveness to details and willingness to learn have not gone unnoticed. Humility is a rare quality, especially among the ambitious. You understand the responsibility that comes with your uniform. And finally, your courage—the quiet strength that propels you forward—is evident. Keep these qualities close, Jeremy; they'll serve you well."

Jeremy nodded, feeling the weight of naval tradition. The admiral's approval was both an honour and a challenge.

Admiral Tregowan leaned forward, his steel grey eyes piercing. "Jeremy, I expect unwavering loyalty to your duty, to your country, and to the principles that uphold our naval service. You are not just a sailor; you are a representative of our values. Jeremy, always bear in mind that courage isn't merely blind obedience; it's the willingness to challenge authority when necessary. Our naval service thrives on integrity, and sometimes that means questioning decisions that veer away from our core principles. Your recent actions—when you witnessed an unfair decision and respectfully but firmly approached the commanding officer—demonstrate your grasp of this delicate balance. Stay true to your moral compass, Jeremy, and continue to lead by example."

Lord Trevelver's eyes held wisdom—the kind that came from years of experience. "Jeremy, welcome to our fold. My beloved young daughter, Sylvia, is eager to make your acquaintance."

Jeremy's heart skipped a beat. Sylvia, Sylvia Trevelver—the name that had danced through his thoughts since he'd first heard it.

Lord Trevelver leaned in, his voice firm. "As Sylvia's father, I expect you to treat her with the utmost respect. As our only daughter, she is our treasure, our legacy. Her happiness is non-negotiable. I have heard how, in a life-or-death situation, you plunged into icy waters to save a crew member who had fallen overboard. Despite the biting cold and rough seas, you swam tirelessly, pulling the unconscious sailor to safety. Your selflessness and quick thinking demonstrated true courage, and I am certain that you will display those same qualities in protecting Sylvia."

Sir George's earnestness matched his impeccable attire. "Welcome, Jeremy. You're about to enter a world where tradition and passion collide. Sylvia is no ordinary girl."

Jeremy leaned in, intrigued. "Tell me more."

I agree the products are really good but the information isnt we are still waiting for news of the Prairie .as said before a simple note like Revolutions Project page would at least give us some hope of receiving our models and any reason for the delay .
Bob

Its funny , this thread has just reminded me I had a bargain Dapol Britania that I got from Ron Lines at Eastliegh show a few years ago and have no idea where it is like everyone else I have searched everywhere except where it is hiding .
I expect next time I go down the shed it will be on the stock shelf right in front of me .
As for pens there must be dozens somewhere in the house but we can never find one to write a number down .
Bob

As Lady Isadora and Sir George outlined Sylvia's education, the unique legacy of the Trevelver family—the matrilinear descent, the hidden abilities passed down through generations—and the responsibilities that awaited them, Jeremy squared his shoulders and vowed to be Sylvia's anchor—the one who would guide her through tempests and calm seas alike.

His mind raced with questions: What abilities would Sylvia awaken at sixteen? How would their love shape her destiny? And what secrets lay hidden within the castle's ancient walls?

Jeremy's resolve solidified. Sylvia—the vessel of magic, the keeper of tradition—was both a challenge and a promise. Love, duty, and the turning pages of time awaited them.

He recalled that momentous meeting earlier that Spring in The Army and Navy Club, known informally as 'The Rag', one of London's most prestigious private clubs, situated in the heart of Mayfair at 36-39 Pall Mall.

You and me both, but my missus isn't quite so nice about it 

SWMBO refers to my study as the "black hole" as according to her there is so much junk in there.

Five months on from the last post, showing first decorated samples, is there any more information about these vehicles? My pre-order page on the Rails website is silent.  Which as they have had £75-worth of *non-refundable* deposits from me for these since mid-2023 isn't... great.

I know that Martyn sometimes posts Sonic updates on the Forum but only in a personal capacity. In this day and age of long product lead times but "write something once, then post in all media with one click" I think that Sonic need to pay a bit more attention to keeping customers informed. 

Something simple like the Revolution online "project status" sheet would be good. I might not like how long it's taking their K class Pullmans to appear, but at least I can see what stage they're at and that the project hasn't disappeared!

Richard

As you can see, Chris @Papyrus you're not alone. It's obviously a global phenomenon, as I happens to me too!

Another example of a radically different re-work is Marilyn Manson's version of 'Sweet Dreams'