They shall not grow old,
As we who are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun,
And in the morning,
We Will Remember Them.
"It's amusing, it's amazing, and it's never twice the same: It's the salt of true adventure and the glamour of the game." Talbot Mundy, The Ivory Trail
They shall not grow old,
As we who are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun,
And in the morning,
We Will Remember Them.
After too long a time away from gaming the mojo is beginning to trickle back. I recently finished slapping pigment on the 15mm Blue Moon medieval peasants I bought two years ago for the First Barons War.
...I'm thinking that 'The Little Drummer Boy' is an utterly stupid carol. Here's this poor young woman, barely more than a girl, who's exhausted after giving birth to the Messiah in a freakin' stable in an unfamiliar town. There are all these weird strangers hanging about the place - some of whom are glowing. She's just got the baby to sleep when this little squirt comes along and thinks "What this chick really needs right now is a drum solo..."
For some reason following an upgrade to my DOS I'm unable to post comments on other blogs. It's a bit frustrating as I've read several excellent posts and game reports. I'll continue working on a fix. Message ends.
They shall not grow old,
As we who are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them,
Nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the Sun,
And in the morning.
We will Remember Them.
A feature on an interesting armoured train that protected my part of the world during the Great War. It could be useful for a what if scenario in the Great War, a AVBCW game, or even a Second World War game.
...and a library sale find.
Some progress on the desultory painting process on the peasants for Lion Rampant. The last batch of twelve out of sixty is on the painting block, and finally the end is in sight.
A visit to our local library monthly sale turned up a little gem in the shape of Aircraft of the RAF since 1918 by Owen Thetford. As soon as I picked it off the shelf it opened to the page on one of my favourite aircraft, the DH9A Ninak. It was fated that i should buy it for the princely sum of $1.Some progress on the peasantry. The first batch of twelve is done and ready for the base work.
I gave these a double dip in the gunk to get the proper hard working, hard used grungy peasant look. For some reason, perhaps the pervading damp weather, the matte varnish turned out a bit shiny. I might give them another go over when the weather's warmer.
The next batch are on the painting block, ready for undercoating.
Lying face-down to the right is the 'War Doctor,' a present for my Whovian wife.
I've made a little progress on the peasantry for Lion Rampant. Given I have sixty figures to paint up I am breaking them down into batches of twelve.

A slightly blurry image of progress so far.
I prefer to use a mid brown undercoat for most figures these days, as it's more subtle than black especially for irregular troops like these with mixed coloured clothing.
As usual I painted in the faces and hands before moving on to blocking in the clothing. Thanks to my archaeologist daughter's expertise on historical fabric dyes I can get something approaching the authentic garb our ancestors wore.