|Living in boxes|
The flat is a bit of a riot as a consequence and much of my wargaming and boardgaming stuff is in boxes - RPGs are next on the list. Combine the fact that the spare room has stopped being "the nerd room" and started being "the place we keep boxes in" and I imagine you can see why not much has been getting played or painted in the Quailcave.
|Damnit, Atmosfear is an awkward shape|
"But why don't you do some gaming at someone else's house", you may ask? Well, sir, that would be because if Sister Superior was busy trying to arrange home insurance or chuck out old clothes while I'm playing at spacemen then she would probably be... unimpressed. Not to mention that clambering over the boxes of packed stuff to dig out Dreadnoughts and Hobgoblins would probably be considered unhelpful.
No, I'm afraid realistically not much Warhammer related stuff has happened in the last few weeks nor will it happen in the next week either - not at least until the final switcheroo happens mid October. Until then I need to be productive and not shirk my duties in front of Sister Superior.
|That's me, that is.|
But best of all, there's a loft and a shed. A real garden shed, ideal for spray painting! Loft space ideal for terrain storage! Truly this is a nerd dream and continues my transformation into the dad from Friday Night Dinner.
|Martin Goodman was the first time I empathised with a father, not a son, in a TV show.|
|Killerating things on this rather pretty urban terrain|
...nor have I spoken about my thoughts on Chaos Space Marines finally getting a new rule book....
|Well, I say "new".... but that's a comment for another time!|