Recently I posted a quick review of the game Lost Patrol , having played it a few times over the space of a weekend and thoroughly enjoyed it. Indeed, on several occasions since then we have had the opportunity to break out the game and had another bash at getting the
hapless brave scouts to da choppa the dropship over some salty snacks and responsibly consumed adult beverages. While these games have also been fun, the lack of longevity to the game has become more and more apparent with every passing wholesale slaughter. The fact is that any game with just two protagonists is going to get stale pretty quickly, especially one as simple as this.
They say the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem. Well, they say that about drugs and booze, so I guess it can apply to any addiction, right? OK, well here it is – I have a problem. I am addicted to cheap piles of plastic (and metal, and even resin) crack. There, done. Problem solved, right?
Ok, so the first part of the inventory was a bit of a shock to the system. I suspected that I might have got a bit carried away over the years but I never thought the collection had spiraled to over 500 models. I really didn’t want to carry on with the process to be honest, as I knew if I finished the inventory there would be some tough decisions to make with regards to how I deal with it all.
However, I knew deep down that the best thing to do was just to finish it and get an honest and frank assessment of where I am and how bad it has got. So, I knuckled down, gritted my teeth, girded my loins, and cracked on with part 2…
Now that we have unpacked the majority of our stuff and essential tasks have been completed to the boss’ liking, I have allowed myself a few hours to unpack the
toy soldiers serious collectable miniatures and house them in their new abode. While doing so, I also undertook the slightly tedious (if necessary) task of having a bit of an inventory of all the lads. I have collected rather a lot of disparate stuff over the last few years (thanks to a bad EBay habit and not being able to resist a bargain when I see it) and a fair chunk of it has gone straight into boxes labeled ‘project x’ or such like, and then been duly forgotten about.
The inventory also takes a bit more prominence at the moment, as I am keen to join in the with the 40k Addict Hobby Season shenanigans going on, and a better understanding of where I am will allow me to plan a better hobby season ahead.
As mentioned previously, I recently acquired a copy of Lost Patrol to play at a family BBQ, as a few family members had expressed an interest in my ‘toy soldiers’ hobby and I saw it as maybe a good way to introduce them to the world of the grimdark. What ensued were a couple of hours for fun, suitably lubricated by adult beverages for the grownups and sugary drinks for the juniors. As an introduction to my hobby it definitely worked, as it was of suitably popcorn bucket depth when it came to the fluff, and equally unchallenging when it came to the rules and their various interactions.
our brave protagonists, hooray!
So it was my birthday yesterday, and although not a ‘major milestone’ event (somewhere between 30 and 50 if you must know), it is always inevitably a time for reflection and drinking. Mostly drinking though. In fact, almost exclusively drinking, with the express intent of doing so much harm to ones brain through the application of wondrous and varied forms of alcohol as to make any potentially melancholy inducing reflection all but impossible. Ahhhhhh, good times.
At Last! The long, long wait has finally come to an end!
The slow boat has finally crawled into harbour, largely in one piece I am glad to say, and disgorged its vast cargo including a small but not insignificant crate full of our belongings. This of course means I can once again get back onto the hobby wagon and crack on with some painting and modeling that I have been chomping at the bit to get to grips with!
There is of course one small problem – locating it