So the weekend was spent at Chirk Castle, with some other Woodvilles as guests of the Marcher Freemen. A really enjoyable weekend, despite the very un-summery weather.
It’s been a while since we’ve done serious LH work but it was a good reminder of what we can do, remembering past events and re-applying knowledge and experiences. And we’re steadily rebuilding the kit to do more of the same again.
It was also especially useful to get friends back into this again as well. I’d long been recommending that they would appreciate and enjoy the medieval environment as a new venture. I think I’ve had some success, as they all enjoyed their time spent at Chirk and are now looking forward to Bosworth.
I just need to improve my current levels of fitness and agility. Nothing new there then!
But a good week. Some items sold, including (provisionally) the entire LnL World At War stuff I had. I’m glad the range is getting a reworking, but I’m disappointed I won’t be able to use what I already have with the new stuff. So off it goes, and I won’t bother with that game series again.
I’ve also sold the faux-leather edition of the Ubiquity Space 1889 Core Rules reprint, and I’m glad it’s going to an artist in the hobby I very much admire and already support.
Succession Wars Battletech Campaign game has gone as well, after I kept hold of this for years. And it’s possible that a few more items will be away to new owners too. All of which has raised some considerable money I’m glad to say, which is destined to be ploughed back into the hobby again, this time for wargaming stuff.
So a long week, but a successful one.
So decided my quickest and easiest ‘win’ to get something achieved and onto the tabletop will be my Elven-Martians for Space 1889. I have about 50 figures almost completed, just needing some basing detail and some protective varnish. Plus, there’s some odds here and there that shouldn’t be too hard to get painted up to augment those items.
And, the bonus here is that re-staring painting again, I can do so with something pseudo-historical so it’s not ultra important if my painting takes a while to get back up to a reasonable standard, and in itself will be good practice for painting techniques when I do get the historical projects back out.
After a bit of thought on the matter, I’ve considered that now that the home-front is more settled and quiet, I should get back into my writing.
There’s a lot in notes and in my head that I should start to work on. Some of it is relatively easy – like drafting some professional stuff in relation to international trade to drop onto my LinkedIn profile. In addition to the old work items, I could also easily do at least two items on re-enactment from my own observations from 35+ years of being involved in it. There are also ideas on other matters, such as some of the gaming themes I’ve been exploring. This ties in nicely with the fact that I can now get on with games company stuff without fear of my previous employers creating intellectual copyright ownership problems. And finally, there’s some short story/fiction ideas rolling around in my head that I have already started notes on too.
I now have the hours, and the peace and quiet, to churn some stuff out. And when I feel lethargic for doing this, I can easily flip to the gaming stuff I’ve mentioned, like the various projects I have in mind. But the writing will be good for me – and should stretch the mind a little to ensure I don’t become too stagnant or complacent.
All of this needs to be tempered with the realisation that it is early days too. That other career has only just ended. I don’t necessarily need to leap in and make things too busy for myself. As I have been told, by My Beloved and others, I should take time for myself, and relax and unwind. Maybe a DVD marathon – maybe start reading a few books I promised to immerse myself in.
We shall see. But writing will be involved at some point.
A necessary break in planning and other leisure related activities in the homestead, as there are radiators and pipes that need to be stripped out and replaced. And despite the lovely (!) weather, this is the right time of year to do that work. Anyway, with the woodburners lit, it’s reasonably comfy and warm.
One good thing from this – I’ve been able to concentrate on sorting out the paperwork. Debts have been cleared, bills paid up, other items booked and paid for, no great need to rush to sell anything, and more plans made for the near future.
And I’ve also asked for my Civil Circus pension to begin payment early, along with the lump sum promised too. Frankly, I’d rather I have the money in my accounts working for me than lying in HMT being spent on who knows what.
Still have to keep reminding myself I don’t have to travel into an office for the following morning. Odd feeling. But a good one.
Paid tribute to a wonderful gentle giant today. A passing expected, due to his protracted ill-health, but still sad to see him gone. A wonderful service, with great memories shared amongst friends and his devoted family. I will always have fond recollections of our times together, at various events up and down this great land.
Slainte – rest in peace.
Just a few days ago, a friend of mine passed away in his sleep. He’d been poorly for some time, but had fought it well, long after the initial suggestions from the original diagnosis. I’d not seen him face-to-face for a few years but had kept track via friends and social media. While it was no surprise to learn of his passing, it still left me a little saddened.
And as such, the loss of another friend puts ‘Life‘ into perspective, again. When I decided to relocate to the Borders, it was after I’d lost others in my life. Their deaths had spurred me on afterwards to look at what I had and what I wanted.
The loss of my father was one of the first, and that seemed to fittingly sever any interest in maintaining links I still had with London, where I was born. I lost a few more friends from the re-enactment scene and that made me consider taking up the medieval period as a ‘must-do‘ ambition I had not yet achieved. And then I lost a few work colleagues, tragically taken far too soon and leaving families behind, that made me realize my employer wasn’t an entity I wanted to remain with for the years to come.
So it is that I find myself not anticipating another change, as I’m living in amidst it right now. I have other new ambitions to look at after next week, when I finally leave my employer, and escape the Civil Circus. But it does provide me the nudge to still consider what else should I do. What else could I achieve? Is there something I would find that gives me a new horizon to strive for? I’m not sure yet, so I’ll list up some ideas, review them and see what’s practical and proper.
Rest in peace, old friend. Slainte.