... never change. After a quick bowel of soup in the splendid Market Café in Liskeard, I slipped off to find a place from my childhood that was steeped in family lore and lashings of cream.

It must have been at least 60 years since I was in this very spot and I remember three things: a standpipe that was always running, a goat, and a wicker basket on wheels. We took turns going down the hill in the basket, but having gone up the hill from Ruses Mill to the top of Larrick, I was reminded that the gradient was 1:suicidal, so the story may have been embellished over time. The goat is long gone, but the standpipe, fed from a spring and just discernible in the centre of the picture, is still running. Its ceaseless flow has not been kind to the verge.

At the top of Larrick, on the way to Trebullett, the prospect opens out briefly to afford a fabulous view of Dartmoor on the horizon. 3 miles away, hidden in the folds of the landscape is the River Tamar which, if a few miles longer, would have made Cornwall an island.

Passing through Trebullett, my route back to Liskeard took me down lanes quintessentially Cornish. Flanked by steep banks, grass growing in the middle, they're at once the tourist's both idyll and nightmare; meeting another vehicle is problematic.

By the time I was back in Liskeard, the sun had disappeared and the rain set in for the remainder of the week. The second piece of the Riley rear wing was nearing completion, needing only trimming before welding the two halves together. I declined the invitation to try gas-welding as I wanted to avoid a 'Terminator' moment - once destroyed, my wing was unlikely to rise from a pool of molten metal.

It was left to me to planish the weld with hammer, dolly and spoon. It took a moment to nail the accuracy of the hammer blows, but once I'd got the method and aim right, it was the work of a moment. The body-file revealed the low spots and the spoon quickly took care of them. My last exercise was to do some wire-edging. Geoff demonstrated - the aluminium obligingly folding itself neatly around an accommodating length of wire forming the perfect example. The less said about my efforts, the better.

I did however spot a useful tool that's used to finish off and pull the skin tightly around the wire. I'll make one of those in time.

My homework was to finish off the other two sections. This flagged up the aluminium or steel question again. My lack of gas welding equipment, experience and the expense of acetylene had so far caused me to opt for steel. However, I've since learnt that an oxy/propane mix and a torch fitted with a special nozzle is a solution, and for me makes aluminium welding a far less complicated and onerous prospect.

As for the model, lashings of filler and all change.