Slate fencing for 009

And so it was. Several hours later, fingers covered in UHU and a blunt blade, four feet of wobbly slate fencing arrives. Done in the time honoured manner taught to us by our lord Dick Wyatt back in the Dovey Valley articles in the 1970s. Thin black plastic sheet cut into 18mm-ish strips, sanded and sliced randomly into individual pieces. Then stuck to cotton strung between panel pins and cocktail sticks.  A couple of washes of mid grey and red leather and we're done.
Some of the prototype can be quite regular and well ordered, but much of the remaining rural stuff flops around like a line of drunken brass players. This is that.