I personally think Oxford Diecast are good value. excellent N scale models.

Hello Brian

Welcome aboard!

If you are looking at the Oxford Diecast price list, you might be able to buy the models at a bit of a discount from some retailers.

The other range I can think of, if you are looking for inexpensive 'ready to run' vehicles, is Base Toys.  Here's a link to Osborn's of Bideford's website to give you an idea of the range...

https://www.osbornsmodels.com/base-toys-1148-scale-diecast-vehicles-710-c.asp

With all good wishes.

John

If you're looking for models of actual UK cars for less than Oxford Diecast you'll be struggling unless you find someone selling off a bundle second hand.

If you're really on a budget, there are generic cars, buses and lorries in multi-packs for not a lot of money:
https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/265094078670
https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/335315048661
https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/226105209126

Some even come with lights fitted, however if you're looking for a Ford Fiesta or Morris Minor at 50p a car you'll be disappointed.


Steven B

The only other option I can think of is some of the generic Japanese ones you can get. Bear a passing resemblance to British models, but that's about it...

Quote from: Brian 2024 on Yesterday at 10:17:20 PMCould anyone please tell me where is the best place to buy UK N Gauge cars, vans, HGV lorries please, But not Oxford dicast they are to much money

Many thanks
Brian

There are many alternatives highlighted in the Vehicles sub-forum... However, if you are looking for "Cheaper Than Oxford" you are likely to be disappointed... Oxford are the cheapest ready-to-use...
To get cheaper you are looking at the bottom end of the 3D print and Whitemetal casting market which you will need to paint/finish for yourself, and some bear so little resemblance to what they purport to be, the kindest thing you can say is they have the right number of wheels..   

Maybe it was because you were driving on the right!   

Hi

Have you tried using a search engine typing ferme Park?

https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/786230047463025848/


There's some on flickr

Apologies I'm unsure whether seeking up to date photos or sime dating back to 40 50 years ago...Chris 

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And it don't say gunpowder on them 

Nice. But they ain't 'Portland Cement' liveried