I am happy to say that I have reached another birthday safely and without loss of life or limb. (Lets all be thankful for the small things).
Birthdays are good as the represent a chance for me to talk loved ones into buying me stuff for this never ending hobby… This year I the found timing in my favour and attended Warfare in Reading just before my birthday. This meant I was able to actually buy my own presents and give them out to have them wrapped and returned on the day.
Usually there is some trepidation before the day as I await to see if the requested item will be sourced correctly by said loved one or if a surprise replacement (usually the result of a mistaken order or wild guess at an alternative) will be found within that colourful paper…
This year was all about the base (sorry cant get that song out of my head) or headquarters as an Englishman would call it.
The headquarters in question is the new Warbases Police House.
Complete with smaller out building/ jail house block.
This will be the HQ for my Victorian Peelers faction which gets the odd outing in Empire of the Dead and may also show up in ‘In Her Majesties Name and Wolsung’ (if I can shoehorn them into the rules).
The next was again off the Warbases stand and is their Workshop (slightly less generic than the rest of their range). This reminds me of a twentieth century British workshop often seen on industrial estates and farms in my childhood. I almost picture this with an ancient petrol pump outside and an oil stained set of blue overalls on the attendant/ mechanic.
Complete with sliding doors (the main doors big enough for a truck to drive in) it will look good by itself or along with the other buildings in my set.
My Daughter (not a gamer in any sense) also shocked me and tagged along to Reading to find me something for my birthday. She proved to be no trouble at all (even as a blonde 15 year old surrounded by ‘sad old men’) and came up trumps with this built and painted 1/48 scale Tiger from the bring and buy. Putting an immediate smile on my face until she calmly stated I couldn’t have it until my birthday…
Who knows what next year will bring!
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