I had a game of Epic this evening, a war game at 6mm scale (so you move around tiny men who are 6mm tall, or giant robots who are 6 inches tall). It was truly epic, in that it went on for more than six hours when I thought it would be over in three, and so I eventually trundled home, absolutely mentally exhausted. And this was after yesterday’s Blood Bowl tournament, where I had two games of hot dice and one full of failure, so I guess my brain has been loaded with lots of rolling dice the last two days.
I got home, Frogmorton was on the prowl, my wife was asleep having expected me back three hours ago (at least she didn’t lock me out) and so it’s off to the sofa for me, while outside the wind and rain rage against the world…