Sale 75 – Scalecolour


Last Christmas my wifey bought me the Scale 75 Colour Collection. The Colour Collection contains all the 63 ‘basic’ range colours that Scale 75 produce and it also comes with a large aluminum paint tray that can hold 70 bottles of paint. The paint colours are as follows:

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The images above where taken from PaintRack app (see here for further details), it’s also worth noting that the Inktensity, Viking Gold and the Alchemy paints, although are Scale75 paints, are not part of the Colour Collection set but I have them listed in the slides above as they’re part of my Scale75 paint collection.

So after nine months of using the paints I thought it was about time that I wrote up my experience . The ScaleColour range is listed as having a ‘super matte finish’ and I have to admit that the paint finish is matte to the point of being almost chalky. Now I don’t want you to think chalky is in anyway bad it’s just that the ScaleColour has a really soft pastel finish to it which makes it ideal for blending. This chalky pastel colour range is fantastic for the foundation paint collection but there have been times where I’ve needed a really vibrant colour and I’ve had to use either a Citadel or Vallejo paint. To tackle this I’ve picked up the Scale75 Inktensity range to see if this will add some vibrancy when needed. I also expect that Scale75 Fantasy  & Games Collection will fill this gap. If Scale75 start selling the fantasy paint separately then I’ll pick some up to test but at the moment I don’t want to sink £118 into more paints.

Another thing that caught me out when I first came to use the paints is that each paint has a seal that needs to be broken before you can start using them. I presume this is to keep the paints fresh whilst they sit on a shelf in shop or a warehouse but if you’re not expecting it you can waste a few minutes wondering why no paint is coming out of the bottle when you’re squeezing it.

I also found that all the paints need a shake before use, and I mean a really good shake. One thing that did surprise me about the paint was how thick it is which means you only need a small amount, mixed with thinner, to go along way. In terms of thinner I’d really recommend the Scale 75 thinner as it seems to thin the paint Sioux diluting the pigmentation of the paint.

I’ve used the paint with a brush and also ran it through a paint brush and the coverage is great in both instances. Below is a picture of some Tomb Kings and Emperor’s Children that I’ve painted using the paints, I’m not the best painter but you get the idea.



In conclusion I really love these paints, they have a lovely soft, chalky, matte look to them. They provide good coverage but they do need to be thinned. They’re a quality product.

Sly Fox – 113



Brewery: Sly Fox / @SlyFoxBeer

Style: IPA

ABV: 7%

Purchased From: Booths

Pouring and Look: This pours out of the can real nicely. The colour is deep and golden and it is clear. The head is frothy and off white with an orange tint.

Smell: It has subtle smell of marmalade, sweet sugars with an earthy, malt loaf base. It doesn’t smell sickly but it does smell sweet.

Taste: Initially, it tastes as it smells, like a subtle mixture of marmalade and malt loaf. It’s not sickly but it is a little sweet. The after taste is a light sprinkling of hops which add a pine and citrus flavour leading to small lingering bitter kiss.

Thoughts: I actually enjoyed this IPA. The marmalade taste in some beers really puts me off as it can make them too sweet and sickly. This isn’t the case with this beer there’s just the right mixture of the marmalade and the hops to balance each other out. It works really well but for a 7% beer I want a little more character, I could have drank this all day as it tasted more like a session beer than a 7% beer. I want my bigger beers to have a more complex, bigger taste and this beer didn’t have that. It was good and if this beer was around 4% and be tearing my shirt off, beating my chest and screaming about how great it was.


Guinness – West Indies Porter

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Brewery: Guinness – / @GuinnessGB

Style: Porter Stout

ABV: 6%

Pouring and Look: This is made by Guinness so you know that it’s going to be peat black with an off white-head, don’t you? It pours really smoothly with a nice frothy head.

Smell: I’m going to be honest, I really didn’t expect to smell anything of note but I was pleasantly surprised. Firstly, you get a really rich peat, earth smell with a nice foundation of malt and the hint of chocolate with a little licorice holding it together.

Taste: Like the smell you have the earthy, peat roasted malt that provides the bedrock for the rest of the flavours. Initially, bitter but this opens up into a dark treacle, sugary flavour with a bitter sweet aftertaste. It all blends togeather well but it’s a little too mellow.

Thoughts: I was really surprised by this Porter. It’s stuck in the middle ground of being more than a normal Guinness but being less than the Foreign Extra. For the market that Guinness are aiming for it will be a hit. If I was in a supermarket and picking up some beers than this would be one i’d be picking up…. if they didn’t stock the Foreign Extra. With that in mind I don’t know why Guinness don’t re-brand their Foreign Extra with an oldy worldy label and sell it next to this porter but then again the Foreign Extra would probably blow the cock off supermarket only beer buyers.

Ideal Time to Drink it: You’re a norse-warrior (hard to imagine I know). You’ve hear a rumour that Grendel has been spotted in the swamp near your mead-hall. Gathering your fellow warriors you begin a search of the swamp. Trudging deeper into the swamp you find no sign of the beast. The darkness of your search is broken by a glowing light that is coming from behind you, you turn to face the light and then you hear the screams. You lead your band of warriors back to your mead-hall but it is too late. By the time you get there the fire is out of control and Grendel has vanished into the night. The next day you take stock of the damage, your mead-hall and all the ale is destroyed and all your malt is burnt.

With a heavy heart you use your burnt malt to brew a new beer and vow vengeance upon the beast.





Adnams – Jack Brand Dry Hopped Lager


Brewery: Adnams – /@Adnams

Style: Dry Hopped Lager

ABV: 4.2%

Pouring and Look: Pale golden colour, tiny white head, hardly any carbonation.

Smell: An initial burst of fruity, citrus hop that goes quicker than the postman when he knocks with a parcel.

Taste: Slightly metallic, dry bitterness, slight earth malt taste. Surprisingly no real hop taste or the crisp taste you’d expect from a pilsner malt lager.

Thoughts: I normally love Adnams beer but I have to admit this was a disappointment. Initially it smelt amazing but that smell quickly went as did all the carbonation. The taste was okay but nothing fantastic, maybe if there was more carbonation it would liven things up a little.

The Perfect Time to Drink it: Any time you need a really good cry over something that should have been perfect but wasn’t.

Wychwood – Hobgoblin Gold





Brewery: Wychwood – /@Hobgoblin_beer

Style: Golden Ale

ABV: 4.5%

Pouring and Look: Nice golden amber colour, white frothy head. Exactly what you’d expect.

Smell: Faint citrus fruits from the hops, hint of fresh grass, floral.

Taste: A kiss of citrus hop bitterness with undertone of a malty raisin and licorice taste reminiscent of the original Hobgoblin.

Thoughts: I have have to admit to having a softspot for Wychwood beers as it was bottles of Hobgoblin that got me into ale when I was in my teens. I did enjoy this beer, it didn’t blow my socks off but I didn’t expect it to, it’s refreshing and well balanced and I would happily drink it again. However, it cost £1.89 from Bargain Booze which is in no way expensive but for £1.79 I can buy a bottle of Oakham’s Citra which is exceptional for the price.

The Perfect Time to Drink it: For the past four hours you’ve been battling for your life. Standing shoulder to shoulder with your shield brothers you’ve repelled wave after wave of orcs, goblins and hobgoblin. Stab, hack, slash, it’s all become a blur but now your work is done, you gaze out over the eerily quiet battlefield as the first crows start to land to begin their feast. The silence is broken by the coarse shout of your sergeant;

“You’ve done well today lads! You’ve stood firm and looked fear in the eye. Well done. To show his appreciation Lord Breatherton has opened up his own cellar, so drink deep boys and sleep well!”.


Stringers – Delta V




Brewery: Stringers –  / @Stringersbeer

Style: Pale Ale

ABV: 6.5%

Pouring and Look: Light, clear copper, small white head, very little carbonation.

Smell: Light tang of citrus hops, oranges, malt base and sweetness.

Taste: Bitter grapefruit taste with a marmalade sweetness, the after-taste reminds me of the of malt-loaf.

Thoughts: A perfect BBQ beer, full of flavour and very tasty, it packs a punch at 6.5%. It could do with being a little more lively. There was a nice head at the start but as you can see that went totally in the time it took me to take the picture. Still a fantastic beer though.

The perfect time to drink it:

Once upon a time in a land far away there lived a very grumpy dragon. Everybody annoyed the dragon; the local knights harassed him as they tried to steal his treasure, his neighbour – the unicorn – was continually too happy and the way he pranced around wound the dragon up even further. One Sunday afternoon was particularly bad for the dragon, he’d met an overly chatty mermaid and magician who wanted to capture the dragon and ride him. He’d had enough, he was going to move! Looking out of his cave, at the foot of the valley, he spied a very large and tall mountain in the distance. “That’s it” he thought “I’m going to move up there away from all these cretins that live around me“. So in the space of two days the dragon had moved all his possessions – mainly treasure and a spare pair of underpants – from his valley cave to his new cave high up in the mountains. Now I think it’s safe to say that the dragon loved his new home high up in the mountains, he had a fantastic view and wasn’t interrupted by crazed magicians, prancing unicorns, thieving knights or overly chatty mermaids. Life was good – in the first week alone he’d already gone through the backlog of his books and his daily high altitude flights made him fitter than ever.

But as the weeks went by and the dragon had nothing left to be grumpy about he began to feel a little empty inside. You see the dragon kind of liked being angry at everyone as it gave him a little fire in his belly, of course it was nice being relaxed some of the time but he was made to blow fire and gobble cattle, not read books and lounge around. The dragon realised he needed the annoying cretins for him to be a dragon. With a set heart the dragon flew down from his mountain cave to the valley below. On the way he picked up – and roasted – a few sheep as he’d decided to host a BBQ. He invited the magician, wizard, mermaid and even the unicorn. Their idiocy annoyed the hell out of him and made him grumpier than ever. At the end of the BBQ once everybody had gone home the dragon felt grumpier than ever, to celebrate this he opened up a hidden bottle of Stringers Delta V and thought it’s good to be a dragon again.

Mad Hatter Brewing Company – Dia De Los Muertos

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Brewery: Mad Hatter – / @MadHatBrew

Style: Pumpkin Beer

ABV: 6.5%

Purchased From: Holborn Cask Ales –  @Holborncaskales

Pouring and Look: Cloudy copper with very little head.

Smell: Sweet, floral, wet hay, all very subtle.

Taste: Tangy, yeast sharpness, orange with a burnt marmalade after-taste. No carbonation at all.

Thoughts: It actually tastes really nice, it’s sweet with a tangy bitter after-taste but it could do with some carbonation just to liven it all up. The carbonation really lets it down.

The perfect time to drink it: Obviously November the 1st!

Norman ‘Flash Pants’ Taylor had been for the better part of his childhood and all of his adult life a very poor magician, at least in public. In the privacy of his own studio, which he shared with his long suffering man-sized rabbit Clive, he was, by his own reckoning, the greatest magician that ever lived. He could fill an empty glass with water by just looking at it, he was the master at pulling all manner of wildlife out of different places (Clive kept his distance when Norman was practicing this trick) and his illusion magic was so strong that he once lost the bathroom for two full days when he cast a simple cleaning spell causing the room to completely disappear leading to both Norman and Clive using a bucket to answering “the call”.  When Norman got on stage, however, the magic seemed to go wrong, in one memorable incident he managed to blow his trousers clean off his body which was surprising as he was only taking his hat off. Norman’s act was now seen as a comedy, he was making very good money and selling out theatres but people where coming to see him fail, Norman was magician not a fool. He wanted the respect and admiration of his audience not their laughter. Something had to change, and change soon, but Norman had no idea what that something was.

One day when Norman was philosophising on the toilet he was struck with the most excellent notion. All his magic success had taken place at his studio whilst Clive was present. Was Clive his familiar, his focus, his magical mojo? There was only one way to find out and that was to take Clive to his next show.

From a pure magical point of view that evenings show, with Clive in attendance, was a huge success. All the tricks went off without a hitch with no accidental disintegrations. Norman was ecstatic; he would now be hailed as the greatest magician of the age. The crowd, however, were not happy, instead of cheering they were booing! They’d come to see a comedy show, disguised as magic show not a magic show disguised as a magic show. They wanted their money back and they wanted it now. Clive the man sized rabbie could see what was happening from his vantage point behind the curtain. He’d spent too long channelling his own magic through Norman for the fool to ruin it all now. Clive had become accustomed to the wealth generated from Norman’s failed magic show, he’d spent hours and hours of his life in promoting the “Greatest Worst Magic Show on Earth” and Norman was about to ruin it all by being a real magician. This wouldn’t do.

Quick as flash Clive was on the stage and at Norman’s side. He had an idea to win the crowd back; he’d have to change his long term plans, as Norman’s ego meant that he’d always want to be a serious magician when all the people wanted was farce, but Clive was willing to make that sacrifice.

“Norman” Clive whispered “the only way you can win them back is by jumping in the box and vanishing”. “You’re right Clive! If they see me disappear they’ll hail me as the greatest magician ever” Norman replied as he leapt into the box. As Norman pulled the lid down on the box, Clive picked up the saw and held it up for the audience to see. A hushed silence fell over the crowd, they’d never seen a giant rabbit cut a man in a box in half before. Clive started cutting the box, it only took him a few minutes to cut through the box and by all the screams through Norman. The stage was filled with blood as Clive lifted to the bloody saw into the air to the cheers of the crowd.