I know, I know, I’m not scheduled to be posting again until September but this blog has always served as a sort of aide memoir as much as anything so I’m taking this opportunity to record a few things while I’m stuck in the house with bugger all else to do.
The temperature outside is currently 41 degrees and no meaningful work is possible for folk of a northern hemisphere persuasion. My paint drys on the end of the brush before I can apply it to a miniature and even if it didn’t the heat has currently sapped all enthusiasm for the endeavour. About a month ago I was constantly cutting the ever growing grass. If I dared venture out today I could probably just sweep up its crispy brown remains with a dustpan and brush.
Despite an abundance of time on my hands the slow pace of deliveries from blue moon means I’ve only managed to complete the one 15mm ECW regiment (sans flag) during the relative cool (22degrees) of the last few nights.
Since this is meant to be a wargaming hobby blog, here’s some piccies. Not my best work, but under the circumstances they’ll do.
I have to confess that I’m considering doubling up on the unit size, despite the consequences to the wallet and the time scales of completing two pocket armies. They would still all fit in my hexon hexes and the sight of 36 pike per battalia might be worth it. We’ll see. In any event next up will be a couple of troops of horse, should the great deep fat fryer in the sky spare me.
Thankfully a few none painting hobby bits and pieces are nearing completion in this enforced downtime. First up is an ECW midlands campaign adapted from my previous ECW ones, requiring no actual miniatures to resolve, but which does involve actual hand to hand combat! Here’s a sneak preview of the map over which the “action” ((coughs)) will take place.
Still under rigorous testing but nearing sign off as “done” is this hex based 2d6 driven home brew Indian Mutiny rule set. I do like me a nice bell curve. Further info forthcoming soonish.
On the amusing French anecdotes front I’m afraid I only have this brief offering.
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| “Yum yum pigs bum apple tart and chewing gum,” as we used to sing in primary school. |
Marie Therese, wife of the Pradeix strangler and owner of our hamlets secret eau-de-vie still, brought round “this” a week or so ago. I’m not sure its repulsiveness is adequately captured by the photo but by way of explanation it is a “meat” product preserved beneath a two inch layer of fat. It was bottled in 2019 according to the (very) faded label, so I suspect it may be a little past its sell by date. Mmmm. Authentic Creusois preserve or stolen forensic evidence from a motorway pile up. Who can say.
In fairness this latest offering was a replacement for a 2018 jar of the same thing that I erm “accidentally” dropped while showing the wife something I was convinced was an eyeball concealed in its depths.
I’ve a feeling I’m probably going to have to taste this in her presence and make lots of yum yum noises. It’s hard being étranger I can tell you,
Okay I’ll be off to put some ice cubes in my pants now. Needs must when the devil drives, eh.
Catch you later.
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