Nothing is certain: So much for cracking on with 7TV this Friday past. A last-minute shuffle at work meant I had to step into some quiz master shoes. Tsk-tsk.
Warfare: The Doc, Bowman and I zipped down to Reading on Saturday to attend Warfare, where we bumped into 7 of our Abingdon Wargames Club compatriots (three competing in the various competitions, one supporting a trader and three also there as punters). It was pleasant enough, but getting round was a bit tight, rucksacks and shoving wargamers notwithstanding (wargamers shoving us, that is, not the other way around). The layout didn't help, as it felt like we were squeezing past and walking through various games to try to take a gander at those in the centre.
6 of us crammed into a Legends of the Old West inspired game and even if the bank was robbed, at least my US Marshals helped to stop Lincoln being assassinated prematurely. There wasn't any game in particular that grabbed the attention overall, but aspects of some were clocked. There was the cunning use of LEDs in an Aeronef-style game and what looked like a large-scale game based around Cambrai. Unfortunately, it seemed to take forever to set up, and still really didn't seem to have got going when we left (a good four hours after we arrived at 10am; we really were trying to nail the idea of a leisurely stroll around the show...).
No complaints on the shopping front. Picked up some trucks from QRF to motorise my ARVN, various odds and ends from Peter Pig for my Vietnam and WWII BEF, got a variety of palm trees from various suppliers to continue jungle building for Charlie Don't Surf, and finally grabbed some Kaiser Rushforth boxes in which to hide the lead pile. It's almost all out of sight now, y'know...
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