The set as at November 1. The ducting was Corm's idea, which he liberated from the Fairfax Warehouse of crap, the walls were painted thanks to a bucket of the stuff found in my garage (Thanks Mr and Mrs Cordalis) and Corm also made up the consoley-thingies from cardboard and glue.
All Soul’s Day. Also Richard Soles Day. Not so popular a religious festival.
The set is taking shape. There is a plasma ball to go under the big light shade, a couple of lcd screens to go in, but it pretty, sort of, ok and once the A/V stuff is in and proven not to be a death trap, we can get to work with that filming stuff which is suppose to be important. I think we’re at least up to Blake’s Seven on the crapometer scale, so that’s nice.
To be honest, Blakes 7 does have a slightly better piece of ducting than we do. But our desk is cooler.
Kiwi Space Patrol 