Wednesday, 31 October 2018

Oh, Go On Then...

I also purchased veteran gamer, David Bickley's 20mm Vietnam collection this morning. It's not massive, but is tidily presented and to be honest you don't need that many models for a decent platoon level game.

You can find pictures on David's blog, 'Tales From GHQ' - just google it and search under the Vietnam label on the right.


Who Doesn't Like A Nice Burgundy?

Because I've been very staid in my spending this year, I've allowed myself a little treat this morning in the form of a rather pretty 28mm Burgundian army.

I would like to change the flags, but until I find some that are to my exacting aesthetic taste, I'll leave them as they are...

It will of course allow me to play Late Medieval, Early Renaissance and Fantasy, so it's a win/win purchase.

Tuesday, 30 October 2018

A Fun Fiasco, Fine Finds & Fuckwittery

It was almost a no-show, as the memsahib was decidedly ill over the last week. But, being made of stern and stoic stuff, she rallied from her sick bed and managed to deliver members of the Fackham Hall Gamers to Leeds, for the Fiasco show.

Many years ago, before Triples crashed and burned ignominiously for whatever reason ( I care not nor will I make suggestions as to why) I'd mooted the idea of killing door fees at the show but was roundly disabused of this notion.

Well, a few shows do it now and I have to say that it seems to work.

Fiasco was a free entry event this year and you could tell. People also seemed to be spending money pretty freely.

It was for me, an enjoyable show with one exception...

I buy a LOT of stuff, as is blatantly apparent, and I am also very very sensitive to how I am treated when doing so.

Now, you may recall that a couple of years ago, I had gone to a stand of a scenery manufacturer with a BIG wad of money to acquire a lot of terrain, but for some reason, when I was browsing, the staff on that stall were dead eyeing me and acting as if I was going to make off with their whole stock.

Well, of course I was, in exchange for about £600 in crisp twenty pound notes, not as they thought...

It was so blatant that I said there and then, that I would never spend a penny with that company, and by Harry, I have kept to it, spending about £4000 on alternative products with another well known U.S manufacturer.

Anyway, as we passed the stall on Sunday, I saw the owner grab another trader, nod furtively my way, and go into a huddle. I turned to the other trader with whom I am acquainted, and gave a hearty greeting, at which there was a somewhat embarrassed return of the greeting before the huddle moved off.

Now, this pissed me off. I cannot even begin to express in words just how irritated that made me, because in fact, they could have had some trade from me on Sunday as I was in my new lilac sweater and given the vibe of the show, was feeling well disposed to the world, and somewhat forgiving.

More importantly, I was looking for some terrain to produce a 5x3 subterranean gaming table, a 5x2 street and a few buildings for tabletop gaming, and was carrying a four figure sum in my wallet for this purpose.

But it was not to be, because of this. Look, if you have an issue with me, speak to me, but don't treat my like a piece of shit when I walk past your stall. Hell, I walk past a LOT of stores. I stop at some, but many I ignore because after nearly 40 years I know what I want and what I like. If a store does not appeal to me, I don't waste my time and theirs.

But, if when I do browse, you don't at least treat me with a little courtesy of the most basic type, you will never, never see a penny of my income, nor will you get a recommendation to others. This will be doubly so, if you get it into your ignorant head that I have in someway offended you, when I don't even know you from Adam.

So, once again, despite the fact that I could have done with a lot of terrain and a few figures of a specific type, my money has remained in my pocket and has been spent with the following sterling companies:

Thomarilion - A massive dungeon set up in lightweight foam, and an inn with internal details.
Ziterdes: Two complete gaming tables for urban and traditional grass based combat.
T.T Combat: a complete American street.

75% of that spending could have been done with the company in question. Trust me, it would have made the show a bloody good one. It's not unheard of for figure companies to take £1000 from me before I even go for breakfast at a show, and then go back for more. Reflect on that, because the only reason I am not shopping with you, is how you make me feel as a potential customer - period. 

In the end, I spent £32 on the day, but that was only because I was focussed on the projects I've outlined.

I purchased an excellent selection of brushed from ABC Brushes, who I was encountering for the first time. Now, I know that I espouse the unbeatable Rosemary & Co brushes, and that has not changed for my professional work, but Pro Arte are cheap and good for the casual hobby painter, so I bought 30 of them as did my companions, because I am determined I will paint a few models myself sometimes, and if I have a few hobby grade brushes and paints, I may be able to convince myself that it's different to what I do all week.

Excellent friendly service and I suggest that you check them out.

Then it was over to Dave Lanchester Books, where I found, by some serendipitous magic the two rule sets I had on my list of wants, namely 'RVDIS' and 'Once Upon A Time In The West Country' with rules which I loved and played a lot in my youth.

Author of 'OUATITWC' the evergreen Peter Berry of Baccus 6mm, was kind enough to sign it for me, because I have a shelf of memories here that has things that were owned, made or written by people who inspired me over the years and it gives me great pleasure to be able to connect with those times.

I also collected my 20mm Romanian WW2 army I blogged about a few weeks ago, and it's lovely. It was missing four heads, but in another touch of serendipity, I found a single seller on eBay when I got home and yes, he was selling precisely 4 Ravensthorpe heads and nothing more. What are the chances?

I rounded out the weekend with yet another old school demon for my Realm Of Chaos project for £20:

So, despite one unpeopled kernel of unhappiness, it was a really good day!


Saturday, 27 October 2018

Duke Fenwyk opened his eyes...

He remembered his battle with the mighty Chaos Lord, driving his sword through his foe's heart and the storm of chaotic magic this unleashed.

He remembered falling, falling through the void, before everything went black.

Now he lay on a plain of sintered obsidian, the sky a pulsing heaving oil pool of myriad colours, appearing to battle each other for chromatic dominance.

Dark buildings of living steel thrust skyward; menacing fingers of malice wrought from god-made metals, mocking the mundane architecture of mortal man.

From every corner, jutted howling demonic faces, parodies of of the beautiful marble statuary in the churches of the lands of men.

Then, Fenwyk heard it; a susurration rising to a mighty roar and then words... Words crafted to score the very hearts of mortals who heard it.

"Prepare for damnation puny mortal!"

Fenwyk's eyes went wide with disbelief as he struggled to his feet, to face what was to come. From his dry lips, a simple phrase escaped...

"Oh how very, very tacky..."

Warhammer, Pornography And The Mythical 2p Ride Of Pleasure

I have recently REALLY found my mojo with regards to the older Warhammer rules again, and having found that my spending is 4 figures lower than planned despite my best attempts this year, I threw caution to the wind and shelled out a reasonable sum for the two 'Realm Of Chaos' volumes on top of all the Chaos models I bought a couple of weeks ago.

I used to be a competition gamer in historical circles until I retired 32 years ago this very month, at the tender age of 18.

I used to bust a gut coming up with armies and remember when I competed in the Nationals for the last time, sitting in Rogers bedroom, crunching out a Polish army to Gush, the day was a rather wind beaten one, and Roger being used to the slight movement of the low rise flats, gently mocked my panic as I'd never experienced it before.

I've always enjoyed creating armies, characters and notoriously my 'Christmas games' at the club and in my store, back when life was simpler (if more existentially fraught at times) and I think this is what's driven me to the Chaos books and older Warhammer again after solid year of historical stuff. 

I am enjoying delving back into two books that I've not owned since they first came out. I bought my first volume on day of release at the Leeds store when Tony Cottrell was in residence and wowing us with his amazing conversions for 40K made from 1/35 scale model kits. The second volume was again bought on day of release, and for me was the better of the two as it covered Tzeentch and Nurgle, the two gods of Chaos that appealed to me most.

But back then, we were so poor that the pot we pissed in did double service as a tureen at meal times, and I was unable to afford the £3.95 price tag of a blister of figures. Thus, as we had a young daughter at the time my plans were curtailed for a while. Not that I am complaining; too many gamers put their hobby before partners, children and their own hygiene, and that is not the way it should be.

Take some advice kids - If you can't afford to look after yourself, then a high cost hobby of any kind is not for you. It's a luxury, not an essential. Take that as read from someone who historically knows.

But, I digress...

Over the years, GW has distanced itself from the old Chaos background and added an 'a' to the word 'demon' (as if that will convince the frothing religious types who think that having water with their dry bread is a luxurious sin). Me, I'll call them demons,

But whatever your thoughts on that thorny issue, the one thing that can be objectively stated, is that the rich background and the 'D.I.Y' approach to constructing mutants and champions of Chaos was and still seriously fun and means that the insipid vanilla Chaos armies that we have today (what's the point of making all that shout about the mutated glory of Chaos, and then creating lists wherein they have about as much variety as any other army?) look as lifeless and flacid, as a dead seal on an East coast beach , on an overcast Tuesday in March. Yes, I have seen that very thing and in the same conditions.

The one thing I have noticed in reading the 2 volumes of 'R.O.C' is that in the first book, the number of units of demons are restricted in the army lists, and that the units must be a set number of models, whilst in the later book, there are no limits, and whilst units do have fixed minimum numbers, they may be increased in multiples of the given number. I am assuming that those points are applied retroactively to the first book's lists.

The freedom whilst still having a few limits is what made Warhammer work for me. In '82 it seemed neither one type of game or the other. It lacked a few of the familiar concepts I was used to with historical rules, and feel short of the detail required to be a proper RPG. By '83, I'd re-examined what it did offer and saw that it was a unique and fun experience which, with a little love and care made for some great games. GW was still not the shiny and P.C behemoth it was to morph into, and breasts and pubic hair didn't cause offence. I never saw one of my peers - male or female - drop into a dead swoon, awaking only long enough to request a lawyer sue the company for psychological harm. Me, I liked tits, leather bikinis and pubic hair, but seeing it on 25mm (yes, 25mm sonny!) wasn't the same as some decent trashy porn of getting an eye to the keyhole of the door which separated the two sexes changing rooms at a local sports centre (or so I am advised).

And back then, if you wanted porn, you couldn't just type in 'Necrophile Donkey Whores' into a search engine. No, you had make do with tatty mags, found under piles of leaves in local woods or by finding a newsagent where they didn't know you and didn't care that your voice hadn't even broken - or so I am told.

Escort and Razzle were probably the drugs of choice for sexual angst back then, but certainly not the cover of White Dwarf or the illustrations in a game supplement. No, they were art, and whilst they were admittedly erotic, it was the eroticism of a well drawn female figure, rather than the eroticism of the white high-heeled tarty variety.

The point was, that appreciated the difference between fantasy and reality. and as far as I knew, most of my mates with possibly one exception didn't get their rocks off to their gaming collection. This went for the girls I knew... They could talk animatedly all through lunch, about a nude figure rendered on paper, but were not interested at all in soft porn. They were able to discern and differentiate, a skill which seems lacking in this age of equality and neo-Victorianism.

Games have suffered for it, I think as they look more and more like the world and moral framework forced upon us today, with the addition of some conservative chainmail and androgynous, almost sexless characterisations. Is it really making the world a better place? I think not, personally...

Anyway, I am finding yet another level of retro enjoyment of my hobby and I'm appreciating in all it's non-P.C, imperfectly written and imperfectly balanced glory. The only thing is, that I have also decided that as much as possible must be done with contemporaneous models (but hey, if it looks good, I'm not too anal that I won't use a modern figure, so f**k those of you who, insist everything is authentically 80s. I love and breathe the 80s but I didn't stop buying figures in some slavish, slobbering fit of indignant obeisance, when the decade passed to 1990 or a range was revamped, and I never will!) which is costing me a small fortune, but equally is bringing the collector and hunter in me that pleasure that only money can buy - And yes, I have spent more on clothes and perfumery than I have figures this year, and thus am entitled to splash out on some lead.

I was reading another blog this week, wherein the author was opining on the seemingly unbelievable phenomenon that was the 2p bus ride in the 80s. Several people doubted this, but it's true. One of the great things about living the the People's Republic Of South Yorkshire was that bus fares for kids under 16 were subsidised and you could travel across the county for 2p each way. If you had to change bus, then you paid another 2p, but we could for instance, travel from Sheffield to Doncaster to visit Athena Books and Terry Wise (blessed be his name) for a grand total of 4p. We could go into town every night after school and on Saturdays for a total of 24p.

Now, this meant that if we saved 60p of our dinner money every day, on Saturday we could buy a Citadel Fantasy Tribes dragon with the three head variants they all came with and have 1p change. The spare heads could be sold for 50p (about the same cost as 2 figures before blister packs came in and the price went to 30p and the world as we knew it, changed forever even if the brown slot bases were nice) and so with luck, for every three cycle of this process, you could buy a fourth dragon, essentially for nothing.

In fact, one month, I was suffering with some digestive problem which meant that around lunch time I was unable to eat without throwing up and instead was on medication and a glass of water. So, I'd have a good breakfast of say 6-9 Shredded Wheat, and then my dinner money would be saved. This meant that with my spending money of £3 from my parents, £1 from my nan and my £5 dinner money, I could buy 24 F.T Orcs, get a chip butty and my bus fares when Saturday arrived. That month saw my Orc army really get a boost, I can tell you.

I could stomach the mentality which prevails in this region, of voting for anybody or anything which wears a red rosette and sings 'The Internationale' (if pressed I'll take Billy Bragg's version, thanks) if we still had bus fares like that for the young, because those bus fares allowed my generation the freedom to travel to every game shop for miles around.

Today's parents will blanche at the idea of their precious little bundles visiting strange towns, but it was probably even more dangerous back then, but our parents taught us how to be sensibly cautious, drilled us on what and what not to do, and we also understood that if you had a denim jacket and long hair for example, you should find where similar types in other towns could be found, 'just in case'.

Anyhow, apart from once being chased by skinheads in Manchester after I bout a Ral Partha wyvern and suit of armour on a stand at the GW branch there (yes I could have got it in Sheffield, but it made this models feel 'earned' by making a pilgrimage; leaving home at 6AM when my Dad was doing a stock audit up there to 'ride shotgun' into Mordor.

Ah, the simple pleasures of the young!

And so to the week that was...

I had posted a poll on the Facebook page for my figure business this week, and was somewhat surprised when someone said 'You lost my money at 'Satanic'... Repent while you can' and apparently meant every word.

Now, I don't get wound up by this kind of thing because for all my faults, I respect the right of an individual to believe whatever they wish as long as they don't try to convert me. However, given that the name of my company relates to a time when we were genuinely thought of by some who took their personal beliefs a little too far, to be devil worshiping, disciples of 'The Dungeon Master' in an ironic manner and does not at any time suggest that you slaughter the Billy Goats Gruff, and offer their still beating hearts to dark gods, I don't see the need for this type of knee jerk response.

But rather than have a good rant at them, I did what Jesus would do - turned the other cheek and forgave them. I was tempted to send them a picture of 'my staff':

Part from that, it's been a busy week painting 15mm ECW and 28mm RPG figures for some of my clients as well as having my good lady abed with quite serious food poisoning.

However, in  between, I did manage to grab a few new toys, some of which I present here for your moist-palmed delectation:

All in all, not a bad haul for the week, and I considering a few other select purchases before the week is out.


Wednesday, 17 October 2018


Yesterday I was informed that several large packages (previously blogged about in this parish) were delayed and would be delivered today.

This was a stressful bit of news because  we were due to have our cut-de-sac resurfaced, beginning at 7AM this morning.

At 4AM this morning we heard the sound of the reversing signals of a large truck outside and figured that this was the advance scouting party, and thus were prepared here at the Dark Tower to withstand the ensuing three day siege.

7AM came, then 8AM...

At 9AM the first of 8 packages arrived and by 10AM the last parcel arrived unlike the work crews. It was then that the mystery of the noise in the night was revealed, when I saw that the signs warning us that were were in a war zone, had been changed to the 22nd. Obviously this was why they'd been around during the early hours.


And so at 10AM this morning this was the state of my kitchen:

trust me, that is a lot of figures and games, all of which are now neatly stacked awaiting proper unpacking due to my heavy work schedule today, as I was using the memsahib's day in the office (she's a senior civil service type so does sometimes have to leave the house to attend face to face meetings when it's something important) to get a few hours extra work under the table. Then it was on with the house cleaning, the memsahib eventually escaping her formal duties at about 18:30.

I did of course leave the kitchen for her attention so that she wouldn't feel left out of the 'fun' as is right and proper.

I did open one package ugly - the Strontium Dog miniatures sets, from Goblin Gaming, and found they had kindly included the Johnny Alpha with electronux special edition model, gratis. This was a lovely surprise.

I will be writing some more old school reminiscences and thoughts in due course, but at present I have a load of emotions, and metal sketches that I need to be able to organise properly, so please bear with me.


PS: There are several hundred Chaos models in those boxes, somewhere!

Tuesday, 16 October 2018

Bargains Galore & Reminiscences

Well, as I close out 2019's gaming season I've been bitten with the Warhammer bug as well as a distinct need for some connection to my younger self on a cultural level.

As you know, I bought a rather nice and somewhat substantial Chaos collection on Saturday, but yesterday, I came upon a rather large and reasonably well painted Nurgle daemonic army which I won on a well known auction site for a measly £185.

I am pleased enough with the painting and will only be using a bit of gloss varnish on some chitinous carapace, and rebating them all over onto square bases as is right and proper.

1 x Daemon Prince
4 x Pox Bringer
2 x Spoilpox Scrivener
12 x Nurgling Bases
101 x Plaguebearers
9 x Plague Drones; a couple of missing hands, but I have that sorted
1 x Furculent Gnarlmaw

All in all, the unpainted value is around £450 - £500 so I am quite satisfied with the deal.

I also picked up both of the original Realm Of Chaos supplements for 3rd edition Warhammer for £135. I had been told by several 'fonts of knowledge' that I'd never get them for that price, but as you may have surmised by now, with very few exceptions, I know the value of any old school item probably better than most.

Both books are in great condition despite being 30 years old, and the first volume, 'Slaves To Darkness' is an interesting item, having a dust cover, something I've not seen before (and trust me these flinty and cynical old eyes have seen many. many rare and interesting items over the last 4 decades) so I am more than happy with the deal.

And then, last night, I was struck with the idea that I should sell my 'big box' Adeptus Titanicus which I bought the other wee. I had a paint issue with the two Warlord titans and had sold them, so I was left with essentially the same as the £35 set with a big box.

Well, I was able to sell the incomplete set for the same price as I paid for the complete game.

I immediately purchased the £35 rule set for £30 ( I will be buying titans to suit my own tastes) and then invested the rest in the 'Strontium Dog' skirmish game from Warlord.

Now, I was a lover of the S.D story in 2000AD when I was a lad and even today, they are still great stories,so the opportunity to fire a number 4 cartridge and blow a hole in the wall, take my electronux to the jaw of the guy stood just inside and then finish the battle with a well placed stasis grenade was so zarjaz that I vas as happy as der cucumber!

My younger brother turned up today with a box of freshly renovated Citadel pre slot Gangsters, having kindly agreed to give my recent purchase some TLC which should see them goof for another 3 decades of shoot-out on the mean streets.

I've been trying to be very disciplined at work, but I have so many things going around in my head in the form of ideas for games which I need to flesh out - the first being the creation of a 'living town' as outlined in a recent post.

However, first off, I need to decide whether I am going to proceed with my 28mm ECW plan. The house is filled with 810 of the little buggers, but I just don't have the time to base them.

So, I may offer them for sale or trade.

If you have a collection of any of the following, fully painted and fancy trading them for some ECW (Perry metal) then drop me a line:

28mm Medieval
28mm Early Renaissance
28mm Feudal
Pre slotta Fantasy

I've also been reminiscing about the days of Games Workshop's pre-Warhammer incarnation, games of Once Upon A Time In The West Country and Saturday morning visits over to Doncaster to Athena Books and the venerable Terry Wise's 'Wargamers Attic' with Darren, Simon and Roger (more so with Roger) as were always at each other's homes and always willing to go that extra mile for our hobby. 

I was thinking about how fast we could all paint back then. We could get 10-20 28mm figures painted on Saturday morning and by lunchtime, we'd be over at Terry's den swapping them for something from his shelves. I lose track of the stuff that we came home with, but it was always something interesting.

Terry's regular mailing list of secondhand figures were also a joy as you often found something obscure. 

when Terry called it a day, they guy who took over was obnoxious and the suspicious type who thought if you had long hair you were going to empty his shelves. He once made a smart arsed remark when I was out to do some serious shopping and I placed the 20-30 books I had in my arms on the counter and just walked out. He was no Terry Wise - people of that caliber are few and far between these days. The best examples I can think of are John Armatys, Tim Gow, Jerry Elmore, David Harrison and Dave Hoyles - gentlemen wargamers to a man and all a cut above the rest in my humble opinion. We need more people like this, in these days of plastic and big book rule sets.

Ah me - I am getting all teary-eyed.


Friday, 12 October 2018

R.I.P Greg Stafford

For those who like me grew up in Glorantha, it's a sad day indeed...

Chaosium write:

Vale Greg Stafford (1948 - 2018)

The shock and grief the Chaosium family felt at the news of the passing of our beloved and revered company founder, Greg Stafford, cannot be measured. Greg died yesterday in his sweat lodge at his home in Arcata, CA. Mercifully, his passing was painless and quick. He died as he lived, on a spiritual quest of enlightenment.

As one of the greatest game designers of all time; winner of too many awards to count; and a friend, mentor, guide, and inspiration to generations of gamers, “the Grand Shaman of Gaming” influenced the universe of tabletop gaming beyond measure.

Greg founded The Chaosium in 1975, and from the outset (to quote his own words) “was never content to imitate, but instead published games that were original in their style of play, content and design”. Under his leadership, the company quickly became renowned for its originality and creativity, and was responsible for introducing numerous things to the hobby that are standards today. As John Wick (7th Sea, Legend of the Five Rings) memorably said, “The older I get, the more I hear young RPG designers say ‘Never been done before!’ And then I just point at something Greg Stafford did a few decades ago.”

Greg’s work in roleplaying games, board games, and fiction have been acclaimed as some of the most engaging and innovative of all time. There will doubtless be many valedictory messages over the coming days from the countless many that Greg inspired and enthused across his many interests and passions - Glorantha, Oaxaca, King Arthur, shamanism, mythology and more.

For now, we leave you with the words of the Myth maker himself, speaking at the 2018 ENnies Awards ceremony, his last public engagement. Greg was immensely proud of the work Chaosium had done in recent years, particularly since his return as chair of the board in 2015. Ultimately, on reflection, he recognized that everyone’s success in the gaming industry was down to the enthusiasm and support of the fans. We at Chaosium recognize that countless RPG fans are fans (including us!) because of Greg Stafford and what he achieved.

A Red Face Is Today's News...

Every so often, I can be a bit of a twat.

Today my ECW figures have arrived, and I confess that the photos had made them look very bright - too bright as I commented somewhat brusquely.

But grabbing two strips at random from the boxes in my dining room, they are bloody lovely.

I've of course written immediately to the painter and thrown myself on his mercy and my sword.

Never let it be said that I will not admit when I am wrong, and let the record publicly show that in this instance, I was.

Thursday, 11 October 2018

Lots Of New Toys, But A Real Pain In The Neck...

It's rare for me to take a day away from my desk, but I awoke in the night with what I think is a trapped nerve in my neck and despite my daily swim for my arthritis, it's giving me enough pain that after sitting at my desk pottering about with this and that, I threw in the towel and instead spent the day, ordering all of my material supplies for 2019.

As of 17:30 today, the only thing I've not sorted out is my brush order. I've decided to do away with all 3 of my Daylight Co lighting rigs in favour of new Daylight Co adjustable LED rigs at £145 each. I will only use the best, but having spent an entire month's gross income, I am feeling satisfied but somewhat poorer for the exercise. That said I know that I have probably the best stocked and equipped studio possible.

Feeling as I do, it was something of a struggle to sit and pour over 200+ paint colours, adding them to the basket one at a time.

But, I'll be back at my desk in the morning and getting on with work as normal, regardless.

It's been an interesting week in terms of purchases. I'd decided to not go ahead with having 1200 15mm Italian Wars painted and so with a large amount of money in hand as a result, I decided to spend it in a shotgun fashion... Pulling the metaphorical trigger and seeing what I managed to hit.

I decided to use a portion of the cash to pay off some of my credit. It was all in hand anyway, but why not speed the process?

I was then the jeweller's on Sunday finding out how the hell to change the time on the engines watch that Kayte gave me for my birthday. It seems that it's a sure threaded winder which the member of staff who originally calibrated the the watch  had over-tightened. Problem solved (for with a watch of that value they do solve things there and then) I wandered around the store and, in a fit of love and spontaneous generosity, I bought Kayte a rather nice little Tissot timepiece.

Later, I came across a largish collection of Citadel pre-slotta Gangsters from the early 80s, which needed a tiny bit of TLC (thanks to my kid brother, Andy this is in hand)and at £2 per model it was a no brainer, although I had no real plans to buy any gangsters.

Then, again on Sunday I found some rather nice 20mm WW2 British which were priced quite fairly at £50 and so, were added to my collection, just because I couldn't resist.

Monday saw me purchase a large 20mm Romanian WW2 army which I'd been considering for a few months and which had not sold - surprisingly. My mate has a load of unpainted Russians, so it's all hands on deck to get them painted, I hear. At £300 I'm more than happy to be patient whilst my opponent marshals his forces.

And in a final flurry of retail therapy, yesterday I bought a very large Warhammer Fantasy Battle Demonic army for £500. Again, I'd not planned to buy an army of this type, but its pretty and as I previously noted, LARGE.

Anyway, on to the details of the army - by box:
Box 1
Generally, a big demons box.
Demon of Tzeentch
Demon of Khorne
Demon of Slaanesh
Demon Prince (Belokar)
Keeper of Secrets
Greater Demon of Tzeentch
A scratch built The Blue Scribes. Can be used as a Herald of Tzeentch on Burning Chartiot
A 6 ‘man’ unit of Bloodcrushers, with full command. This unit was painted by a Golden Demon finalist
Box 2
Generally, a box of bigger stuff!
Burning Chariot of Tzeentch
Skull Cannon of Khorne – a cannon for chaos!
Khorne Soulgrinder
Bloodthirster, Greater Demon of Khorne. An awesome figure – it’s heavy but all limbs have been pinned.
Box 3
Now we come to the rank and file
5 Screamers of Tzeentch (see box 5)
6 Flamers of Tzeentch (newer model – see box 4)
52 Horrors of Tzeentch
Standard bearer and musician. Painted by Golden Demon finalist
Herald of Tzeentch. Painted by Golden Demon finalist
Box 4
More rank and file
30 Plaguebearers, including Standard Bearer and Musician
8 Harpies
20 Daemonettes of Slaanesh with Standard Bearer, Musician and Champion. Painted by Golden Demon finalist
Character – The Masque of Slaanesh. Painted by Golden Demon finalist
10 Seekers of Slaanesh with Standard Bearer, Musician and Champion. Painted by Golden Demon finalist
6 Flamers of Tzeentch (older model)
Box 5
More rank and file (my favourite box!)
5 Screamers of Tzeentch (in addition to those in box 3)
6 Flesh Hounds of Khorne
Character – Karanak, Hound of Vengeance
Character – Skulltaker
Herald of Khorne
46 Bloodletters, including two standard bearers.

Following the purchase of the gangsters, I had a look around for scenery and decided that the TT Combat MDF buildings would be fun, and thus plan to buy a dozen or so.

Then after a chat with my fellow gamers, I decided to begin with a Prohibition era town and add in later buildings to create a sort of living small U.S town which will see 70s crime waves and gang troubles, 80s extraterrestrial abandonments, creeping horrors and soviet invasions, all tackled by the ever resourceful American teenager.

Later we'll see terror plots and zombie infestations. Yes, the town of Fackham is going to be busy, busy, busy...

Tomorrow, I am expecting 900 painted 28mm ECW to arrive, having been commissioned back in May. Now all I have to do, is to get them based and the pike and flags fitted, and that will be the last gaming purchases for 2018 and will hopefully herald in some good winter gaming sessions.

My neck still hurts though...