Off to Triples but which day?

Triples wargames show in Sheffield has landed a rare sunny British weekend. Since I'm going on my own, my usually colleagues either going to Phalanx or Partizan instead, I don't have a constraint on which day I go. As previously mentioned we are head height in packed boxes and more to do in readiness for the long march to Wales. Sunny weather means I can sort out the sheds without getting wet. The best forecast is for Saturday, which logic then says I go Sunday, but I've been looking forward to going and seeing all the eye candy and I'm not sure I can wait. My usual argument for going Saturday after settling when friends are going is traders stock levels. Day 1 is always better than day 2, but the wallet is staying at home, apparently I've
A) just bought a house
B) whatever I buy I'd have to pack
C) there will be no time to paint/read/stroke/play with purchases until an unspecified point in the future.

..... I have decided. I shall make up my mind tomorrow!

The agonies of moving

It looks like we're finally going to be moving with all the fun that entails. It was announced in the household today that the years of carefully hoarded useful items such as cardboard cat food boxes (houses - an estate's worth), insulation squares  (hills etc to cover several tables) among others shall not be travelling with us. Gasp followed by explanation of their importance e.g. the new house has room for all terrain ideas I have. Cold logic about not having time to make said terrain because we're buying a 'fixer upper' that my own plan can't see us finishing till 2016 and the space it will take up in the van was the reply. 

That was this morning, and I am just about getting over the shock. Luckily the top floor of the house has been granted to me if all goes through successfully. The top floor that is way bigger than the battle bunker that is the garage. I do like the sound of the Wargames Eyrie. 

There is a condition..... It all has to be neat and tidy..... Of course it will! I have already identified the basement as place to hide the new really useful hoard. Mwhahahahah

X Wing fun

I met up with friends at a friends house this afternoon for a catch up and and a game of X Wing. I've not had much time to play this year so it was nice to switch off from life's cares and take command of a flight of Imperial craft to take down some rebel scum.

I didn't take any photos but I'll set the scene. The board was a kitchen table with no adornments with a playing space approx. 2.5ft by 4ft.

I lined 2 x TIEs level 5 and 6, 1x Advanced TIE level 4 and a TIE Bomber level 6. The irony that the Advanced TIE had to worst pilot was not lost on me.

The rebels were represented by Han in the Falcon and Wedge in his X wing both level 9's.

The first pass was a straight charge down the table with a bit of weaving and 3 goes later concentrated firing from my TIE's and Wedge was dust. We all thought this was the end of the Falcon as no Imperial ship had been destroyed although 1 TIE had been hurt.

The Falcon developed a tactic of flying in close to 1 or 2 attackers touching bases so that they couldn't fire. By staying close the proton torpedoes and concussion missiles on the bomber couldn't be used as the range was too short. Combined with 360 degree of the turbo lasers my ships were taking hits.

The game lasted 3 hours and Han's nifty flying whittled the TIE's down to 1 barely unscathed fighter and the Falcon had 8 hits left. At this point we called it a day as by now my TIE had to do a bit of flying to get the Falcon back in to it's arc of fire. What a turn around (and ironically a phrase that well describes Han's flying).

A surprise result what a great fun.

I do love the ease X Wing allows you to put on a game and fun.

As a bonus I got to flick through my mates copy of Battle Group Barbarossa. Very nicely produced with  some stats for Romanians and Finns. I noticed Hungarian gun stats but no vehicle listings so I'll need to look closer next time. I can't wait to get my own copy.