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Essex 'Boy Racers'... Or, The Simple Joys Of The Ancient British Panzer Division

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 My Painter contacted me last night to show me the completed 28mm Victrix Ancient British chariots he has just completed for me. I'm really excited about them. As wel las Queen Tracii of the Astespumantii tribe, (who were located it is said close to what is now Basildon and around Canvey Island) there are her tribal druids Vyxsiinex and Heddexx and 27 more local Boy Racers from the tribe. If you are offloading any nicely painted 28mm armoies at Partizan this weekend, please drop me a message as a comment with details. I have moderation turned on, so I can take your details down and delete the commant without anyone else seeing it. TTFN  

Rome If You Want To...

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 Well, the memsahib hs just today, finished basing the first of my two Roman Legions and all the auxilliary stuff. I'm just waituing on another legion and around 700 Celts and 27 chariots, then I can do some serious skirmishing!   TTFN!

Red Wedge

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  The last of my Victrix 28mm EIR arrived back from the painter yesterday. I got them stuck to bases this evening and I am now literally watching the second varnish dry, whilst keeping an eye on the gathering rain clouds    

It's January, A New Year, A Bright Future... So Let's Hop In The De Lorean And F**k Off Back In Time.

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It's January, a time when I used to begin another 'campaign season' in the hobby by planning what I would like to buy at Triples in March. Alas, Triples no longer exists, but I do still plan a January to October 'campaign season' every year, for what it's worth, and I often begin with reflecting on how it was when I had £3 per week spending money and a head full of white metal dreams and printed paper aspirations. I had some excellent times in the early 80s, along with some awful times, but the latter took place in the  real world , so I wasn't really that bothered, because when life got shitty, I simply grabbed my denim jacket, hairbrush and whatever money I could scrape together, and went on a rampage in the world imaginary. Now, when I refer to Games Workshop in an 80s context, if you don't know what it looked like or that Warhammer was but a glint in a Nottingham accountant's beady eye back then, then go out an get a hold of 'The Dice Men...