A quotation: 'I merely marked it down in my mind as one of the many million things which I hope to do someday, if two or three million other things do not prevent me.' (Reginald Farrer, Among the Hills (London, 1911)).
This evening I managed to do a little - even if it was to struggle, stupidly, with the links of the Tiger tracks:
How I hate those tracks. I don't care if they are supposed to be more accurate, give me the old rubber band types any day!
Although I've had little time lately to do anything on the wargames and toy soldier front, the work (dining) table has managed to accrue various bits and pieces. Here we have the new dictator on the block:
Colonel Minotaur - the ultimate in strong men; move over Putin!
28mm Anglo-Saxons painted up many moons ago, and now in need of a bit of TLC:
And, a happy postal delivery yesterday, with all our favourites. Excellent piece on the 'oooh, shiny!' syndrome, and a nice, thoughtful article by Ross Mac on 'friction' in wargames:
And, for some reason, a wandering M13/40. I can't remember how or why he escaped his barracks:
But, stay! What is this newly delivered packet?