Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Testing Tables & a nostalgic moment


At the War Room chugging slowly towards completion, I've been turning to the question of what sort of table I can fit in there.  In an ideal world, I would have a twelve by four which would allow me to run Overlord games at home, sadly unless structural walls are coming down, that isn't going to happen. 

However, I have had a great deal of fun playing Breakthrough style games and I've decided that these should be the limit of my ambition. I can always play Overlord in a smaller scale like 6mm as I have suitable Second World War Eastern Front and American Civil War Armies. With that in mind, I laid out my mats and had a look at how they stack up. 

A normal game setup will require something that's six feet by four or possibly five to allow for dice, cards, drinks and so forth. A breakthrough setup will require something six by six and a half feet. I have an old army table that is about five by three, so I could add an MDF top to it possibly with a leaf or two and at least have something temporary rigged up. I would definitely like to see how well the room works with such a table, before buying an expensive piece of furniture. 

All of this stuff is in the future of course, but it was nice to daydream about it. 


The War Tomahawk of Big Chief Kinch

All the clearing and unpacking meant that some old boxes unopened for several house moves were discovered. I found this in one of them. Dad made me the tomahawk above.  No store bought toy could have filled me with great joy, though it is a lot smaller than the might axe I remembered. 

Thanks Dad. 




Sunday, November 10, 2013

Remembrance Day



Memorial Day 
"Dulce et decorum est"

The bugle echoes shrill and sweet,
But not of war it sings to-day.
The road is rhythmic with the feet
Of men-at-arms who come to pray.

The roses blossom white and red
On tombs where weary soldiers lie;
Flags wave above the honored dead
And martial music cleaves the sky.

Above their wreath-strewn graves we kneel,
They kept the faith and fought the fight.
Through flying lead and crimson steel
They plunged for Freedom and the Right.

May we, their grateful children, learn
Their strength, who lie beneath this sod,
Who went through fire and death to earn
At last the accolade of God.

In shining rank on rank arrayed
They march, the legions of the Lord;
He is their Captain unafraid,
The Prince of Peace . . . Who brought a sword. 

Saturday, November 9, 2013

The War Room Updated


The first picture on the wall

More work on the War Room - the skirting boards are done and all that remains to do is to sand, wash, stain and varnish the floor.  Then I'll have to build a table. But most of the books are out of the dungeon, I've been up and down the trap door like a jack rabbit for the last few days. Things are in no sort of order and are all abit higgledy piggledy, but I'll sort that out given time.  


Empty boxes that once held books

Emptying the box room is proving useful as we'll be stripping that next so that it can be turned into a study. I'm also considering adding some pins to the support underneath the bookshelf pictured above so that I can hang my hat collection underneath 'em. 


Mr & Mrs Kinch on holiday 
(bucket and spade out of shot)


In other news, Mrs Kinch and I will be away to Berlin at the beginning of December. Mrs Kinch is very keen to do the Christmas Markets and see the Zoo, but I might squeeze a few hours in unsupervised so I was wondering if the assembled company had any suggestions as to good model shops in Berlin or something of Napoleonic interest. We will be travelling with my parents in law and my mother in law has told me that we will be visiting a place that sells death masks and that no War Room is complete without a bust of Napoleon and possibly a death mask of Frederick the Great.  

Any suggestions will be gratefully received, but may not be heeded. 

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Little Wars - Part One




I've been meaning to put this report up for a while, but there was the problem of getting several dozen photos off my camera and the days have been just packed. However, I managed to get my ducks in a row and here they are.  One of the advantages of Little Wars is that it is an extremely accessible game being as it is written for boys of twelve years of age to a hundred fifty and the better sort of girl.  As a result - the Little Wars area was a stopping point for many of the shorter wargamers.  

Now, I generally use aliases for players pictured on Joy & Forgetfulness, with children I've gone a little step further and obscured the face of the player in question. For any of the parents reading this, unaltered copies are available on request.  

This isn't a legal requirement or anything like that - it just struck me as a good idea. 


The Immortal Wayne (left) and General T locked in mortal combat. 

This picture represents the second or third turn in this game which was a pitched battle lasting twelve turns.  The game would be decided on casualties with a points bonus for the central town. 

An invasion force from the Bishopric of Gormanstein has invaded the Grand Duchy of Little Siskington and is attempting to wrest the mineral reach province of Targentium from them.  The Gormansteiners have brushed past the initial resistance (an earlier game, unpictured, in which Old John led a gallant attacking force to a pyrrhic victory) and are now facing the Siskingtonian field army.  

The boxes allow troops to be concealed during the opening moves of the game and are only revealed when the player wishes to fire or when they are struck by a Nerf pellet. In this case, both sides loaded their cavalry into one or more boxes and fought a bloody battle of charge and counter charge in the first few moves. The result was that General T's force of horse was wiped out. 





The Don (left) and the Immortal Wayne discuss tactics. 

The Elder Wargamers deployed all their cavalry on the right with the infantry in the centre (behind the yellow building) and their guns weighted towards the left.



There appears to be a lot of unseemly skulking going on - I detect an American influence

Both sides hid behind the buildings which inhibited their firepower and made it hard to reach a decision. The result was a considerable expenditure of ammunition with little result.  To give some idea, each gun may fire two shots per move and each twelve infantrymen in a line could fire one shot also. This was a twelve turn game and I issued each side sixteen rounds per gun.




The Gormansteiners attempt to rush the guns deployed on the heights. The Don punishes them, but will it be enough?

The Elder Gamers took the heights on the left which allow them to punish the Siskingtonian troops contesting the town in the centre. However, General T has launched a rush on their position, using the boxes to mount a feint to conceal his intentions. The Don managed to reveal the attacking force before they closed, but much depended on how many men he could knock down before the attackers managed to close.



General T and his trusty second in command, General A, view the situation

The Don does some execution, but the Siskingtonian attack is ultimately successful and they manage to take the hill and the Gormansteiners gun, which they soon press into service.


The Immortal Wayne in typically "Sarf London" style shooting his gun sideways at the advancing Gormansteiners. 

Flanked, the Gormansteiner infantry send their gun to the front to return fire.


No luck with that shot...

...better reload...


...and see if this works better with the gun the right way up (it did). 


Eager to reply, General A slams another round in. 

With predictable results (he missed). 

The situation as it stood, midway through the game. Note the Gormansteiner  cavalry attempting to flank the Siskingtonians at the bottom right. 

At this point, the Siskingtonians had lost all their cavalry and were bitterly contesting the town. They had however wiped out the left wing of the Gormansteiner army and now had the heights which commanded the town.



An inconsequential fire.

The musketry without result continues in the centre.

General A hands over some casualties to the Immortal Wayne. 


General A and General T confer again. 

General A has been tied up with skimishing, while General T's bolder move has taken the hills (and their guns) on the left hand side. This allowed him to pour fire on the Gormansteiner position and forced them to split their infantry force, but not before he had caused serious casualties.



A young General leads his troops while his proud father takes a picture. This photograph represents everything that I wanted this game to be. Small boys (and some not so small) crawling around on the floor playing with toy soldiers. 

General T had wanted to play the game and his Dad, who is I think a card gamer, hung around to watch him play.  In the end, the bold move to take the heights, didn't happen soon enough to swing the balance in favour of Little Siskington.  At the end of the twelfth turn, The Don and the Immortal Wayne managed to maintain the slight lead of 118 points to a 109 points. But it was a damned close run thing and watching General T's Dad observing the fall of shot and advising him on how to correct his aim warmed my heart indeed.

Congratulations to the Don and the Immortal Wayne. Commiserations to Generals A & T.

Thursday, October 31, 2013

A to Z Blogger Book Survey.


This is a chain letter sort of thing that's doing the rounds. I think it's the cut above the usual and worth doing, not least because it's sent me scuttling off to do a bit of re-reading. 

I stole it from Steve over here, who has some interesting answers, though I will have to get that Neville Shute... 


Author you've read the most books from:

I was actually quite torn about this and checked my catalogue to try and work it out. I own more books by Patrick O'Brian than any other author and I re-read them fairly regularly. Conan Doyle seemed a likely candidate, but he hasn't written as many though I've read practically everything he has written.

The answer came from Mrs Kinch who pointed out that Sir Terry Pratchet is the most likely candidate as he has written over sixty books and I've read almost all of them.  Don't own any of 'em though.
Best sequel ever:

I'm wracking my brain over that one. Mrs. Kinch makes a powerful argument for "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe."  



Currently reading:


The Third Policeman by Flann O'Brien (very funny)

The Master and Margarita by Bulgakov  (heavier than O'Brien, suffers from the target of its satire no longer being with us)

The Wargamers Annual

His Last Bow by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (for the umpteenth time)

Scratching through the American Civil War collection to knock a scenario together.

The Screwtape Letters (very funny)

Angel Exterminatus by Graham McNeill (shooty-death-boom in spaaace by one of my favourite Scotsmen)


Drink of choice whilst reading:



Coffee. NATO standard. Milk.  Two sugar.


E-reader or physical book:

I used to think that I would never use an e-reader, but sheer practicality means that I can't carry a physical book  with me all the time. The Kindle app on my phone gets a bit of a workout these days - but given the chance, physical book ten times out of ten.

Fictional character you would probably have dated in high school:

That seems awfully unlikely. I suppose that a rather sordid liaison with Ida from Brighton Rock isn't a possibility? That would be fun.  I always had a soft spot for that girl.  

Glad you gave this book a chance:

Probably James Ellroy, who I read when I was a teenager and didn't like. He is a superb prose stylist and his dialogue is fantastic. Also the Harry Potter series, which I read in 2004 when my marriage was breaking up. I love the Harry Potter books, they are well written, entertaining and good books all in one. I was tired of life and tired of reading at the time and they brought me back to the fold.  


Hidden book gem:

Hmm. I'd forgotten this one. H. Rider Haggard is not read often enough, if you ask me.


Important moment in your book life:

There are so many.  I suppose the best would be reading Biggle Pioneer Air Fighter at the age of seven.  I have been able to read for a couple of years, but had no inclination to read for pleasure. During a holiday to Bulgaria in 1987, Mum managed to jolly me into reading Biggles and I got the bug.


Reading Allan Mallinson for the first time was a real adventure and Mathew Hervey's habit of reading the Psalms encouraged me to do so myself. It led me on an entirely different, but very rewarding adventure.
Just finished:

I love Dan Abnett. He is a story teller in the old style and I really enjoy is deftness and lightness of touch.  Unfortunately, his excursions outside of 40K have not been as good, but I'm sure he'll find his way.  A real craftsman who I have never read without pleasure.

Kind of book you won't read:
Um. There are certainly books that I would rather not read, but I can't really think of anything I won't read. Any book is better than no book at all.  


Longest book you've read:


I read some ridiculous Fantasy Door Stops when I was a teenager, but none of them are sticking particularly in my head. I also read some very bad L. Ron. Hubbard, which I recall being very big. I read War & Peace recently, which was big, but not particularly difficult. Ulysses was big.

Probably the Aubrey-Maturiad, which was one novel that happened to be published in 20 volumes.

Major book hangover because of  disappointing endings:
Nothing is springing to mind here.
Number of bookcases you own:
Six or seven, depending on how you count 'em. Plus a couple of hundred books in boxes.

One book you've read multiple times:



Some people say life is the thing, but I prefer reading. An American said that and I'm not sure he was wrong.  As Steve said, books are like old friends, why wouldn't you visit them again?

Books I've re-read recently.

Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson - A fantastic adventure book.

The Dune series by Frank Herbert - This was a masterful achievement and was the first book that ever managed to communicate the idea of the vast stretch of time to me.


Preferred place to read:

In bed. On the couch. In my armchair. Christmas is a time in my family where we exchange books, so lying on the couch while full of Christmas pudding poring through the latest loot is a definite favourite.

Quote that inspires you/gives you all the feels from a book you've read:

"Women are never to be entirely trusted -- not the best of them." - Sherlock Holmes

Words to live by and a phrase that transports me to Baker Street immediately.

Reading regret:
I can't think of any book that I've regretted reading. There are certainly books I haven't finished or books that I didn't think were any good, but there was always something there.


Series you started and need to finish:
I should really finish reading those Erast Fandorin books that I haven't caught up on.

Three of your all-time favorite books:

The Sherlock Holmes Canon - I read them and re-read them and re-read them.  I can always find something in them.

Lord Jim - It was a toss up between Kim and Lord Jim. Kim is probably the best book ever written (though Beavis by Richard Jeffries is a close second) about being a boy. Lord Jim is one of the finest books ever written about the often tricky business of being a man. I also realised that I hadn't mentioned Conrad yet.

The Book of Common Prayer - There is always something there for me.

Unapologetic fanboy for:

Far, far too many.

Sherlock Holmes -
Aubrey & Maturin
G.K. Chesterton (particularly the Father Brown stories)
Mathew Hervey


Very excited for this release:
Allan Mallinson - get weaving squire.  The history books are very nice, but I would like some more stories please?

Worst bookish habit:
Starting and not finishing books, which results in me reading five or six at a time and never finishing them.


X marks the spot - Start at the top left of your bookshelf and pick the 27th book:



Hussars of the Napoleonic Wars by  Kenneth Ulyat - a book for children that I bought because I liked the pictures.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Honest Kinch & Sons Foundry. Est 1748.

They're never going to win any beauty contests. 

With Gaelcon closing in - it's been a bit of a DIY week in the Kinch household. Mrs Kinch is doing sterling work in the War Room, staining and varnishing her little heart out.  The house reeks of varnish, but the end result looks well and that is the main thing.  I have been going through the box room and various bits and pieces have headed Oxfam-wards.  The multiplicity of small jobs that get ignored during the day to day running of a house have all been attended to. 

Old John of Vintage 20Mil fame will be dropping over tomorrow for Gaelcon.  I always enjoy his visits, though I suspect that my wallet will not thank me as he has told me he is bringing a "surprise". 

Unfortunately, whatever surprise Old John is bringing it probably won't be my guns for Little Wars, which despite having been due for nearly a week, still haven't arrived. I have been able to repair some broken guns and snare a few from other sources, so we should be OK. It did however leave me rather short of mortars, which I need. 

So above you will see the fruits of my labour at Honest Kinch & Sons Foundry. Est 1748. "Suppliers of loud bangs to gentry of three Kingdoms. No money returned." A broomstick barrel with foamcore evo stick'd to the side. It isn't pretty, but it says "Mortar" loud and unequivocally. I'll paint it when the glue is dry. 

Sunday, October 20, 2013

Prelude to Little Wars II


Infantrymen from the Grand Duchy of Little Siskington and the Bishopric of Gormanstein


In answer to Jerry's question, the troops we'll be using for Little Wars are painted though in a somewhat minimalist style. They take a bit of a beating from NERF pellets and being moved around, so a high speed low drag paintjob is best. These have seen quite a bit of miniature combat as can be seen by the chipping around the bases and the raised areas. 



The Majestic Double Headed Eagle of Little Siskington

Now, these figures have been sitting in bags for quite some time and I figured it was about time that I sorted out some proper storage solutions for these.  Now previously, I had used shoe boxes to move figures around during battle. The idea is that players can deploy whatever troops they like into boxes and then move those boxes at cavalry rate until they are struck by a NERF bullet.  




The Dastardly Fleur de Lis of the Bishopric of Gormanstein

The players can stuff as many figures as they can manage into the boxes and only have to deploy them when they wish to shoot or when the figures have been revealed by an enemy scout. Now as it happened the shoe boxes I had were looking pretty tatty, but I know a woman who is a dab hand at a spot of make and do. Tootsie Royale generally doesn't cater to the wargaming market, but she made an exception in my case and I'm very glad she did. These are light card boxes, covered in fabric, trimmed in ribbon and with a stencil to identify each side. 



A completed box

These boxes will be functional on the battlefield and look rather nice on a shelf, so it kills two birds with one stone. Because they're covered in fabric rather than paper, they'll be rather more hard wearing and I look forward to making sure they get a lot of play over the next few years.



I really enjoy Little Wars or at least my version of Little Wars as I think it's probably one of the purest wargames out there. I've seen all manner of blunders, heroic last stands and tough command decisions taken by players who would never consider themselves wargamers in the first place.  I don't think it will ever be my main wargame, it's a bit too much game, but for sheer fun, it's hard to beat.

Roll on Little Wars.